Viva la eBay...

Woah. Just fckn woah. I like it how winning bidder must pay within "3 days after the end of the auction". I already felt like a douchebag going up to the bank and asking them for "5300 dollars... cash", but then again, I felt like more of a douchebag when I suggested them put it in some sort of envelope to put it in, rather than put it in my wallet, or carry it in my hands around Fairfield CBD. But 21 million. Woah.

                          Tan.N

Viva la end of semester exams

Just blogging to show that I am still alive. Barely.

In the middle of my four day stuvac that the uni has allocated to us, with the first exam being this friday. I'm not really going at the rate I want to because my goal for these exams is that the day before the exam, I don't want to have to learn anything new. That being said, there are still some things I need to fine tune for my friday exam and in actual fact, I haven't actually picked up anything in regards to the friday exam yes. Uh oh.

Schedule events are as follows:

This Friday: Omnometry Prac exam. We basically have to "be" an omnometrist, so all that fricken "which is better, one or two" stuff, having a "play act" with the examiner on how to take a history and symptoms (oh you said your vision is blurry? How long has it been like this for? When does it occur most of the time? Do you like chocolate mud cake? How old are your glasses?) There's also some toywork we have to do i.e. Use the instruments, and a "slide exam", where they show up slides of sick eyes and we gotta write down what we think about them blah blah. Oh, and we gotta administer those colour vision/blind tests. I'm quite screwed for that.

This Saturday: Physiology Exam. The only thing I don't like about Saturday exams is the fact that the buses are not as frequent to the uni as I would like. So you have to get tehre super early as buses come every 15-30 minutes... which reminds me of the old 825 Greenfield Park way too much. I'm slowly getting ready for this but some of the stuff is really, scratchy. I'd love a solid understanding but some of the stuff feels a bit like a sieve to me.

Two days away Monday: Omnometry Prac exam. What we didn't do/complete on Friday, will be done today. The funny thing for these prac exams is that we actually have to dress up in "business attire", so pretty much what we have to wear down in the clinic. So i gotta put on that suit and shirt and tie stuff and go to uni, knowing, "I'm going to do an exam." Normally I'm most comfortable sitting exams in two types of clothes: Trashy comfortable clothes like trackies and sweatshirts, or the Hurlstone school uniform. Considering I sat probably six years worth of exams in that uniform, you'd imagine I've quite adapted to them.

That following Friday: Vision Science. Not too afraid about this exam. It's purely concept based and you can predict what questions they're going to ask, seeing as it's concept based. We just had an exam on this subject on the last day of uni, which covered half the content, and only a quick revision will bring that information from the dead. Almost zombie like I must say. The other half of the content has been learnt already as well, it's trapped in the depths of my memory somewhere so hopefully it doesn't take too much effort to bring back out. Don't mind the subject at all really, it's just a shame that what you know doesn't really reflect in the quality of your extended responses.

Monday, not the Monday four days ago which had the prac exam, but the Monday going in the other direction, you know, three days away from that Friday, but not the Friday where we had the prac exam either... gahhhhh: Omnometry: You thought you slayed the beast in the prac exams (which is worth 40% of the entire course) Then think again! There's the theory paper which is basically two hours worth of trick questions, WTF!?'s and brain fckers. I showed Chris some of the questions they ask in our omnom exams and he had that really screwed up face that says "woah that's fcked", but I don't mean the screwed up face he puts on whenever he's happy. This exam is just a doozy, you can study as hard as you want but it is never enough. That carrot is always in front of you, but you can never reach it.

Thursday: Occular Diseases: Subject speaks for itself. I have not really touched any of the work. The whole plan was to try and get physiology out of the way today (which doesn't look like it's going to happen at this rate) so I can quickly knock off a couple of OccDis. lectures. Otherwise it'd be a four day study mayhem from Monday-Wednesday night. Which I don't feel like is enough.

So that's my plan out in the open there. All exams are two hours long (I don't know how I'd cope if they were three hours long a la HSC [good luck to the folkskies who are sitting for them by the way]). I'll survive it all no doubt about it, but what is in limbo is how unscathed I am by the end of it.

                               Tan.N

Viva la life hacks

Welcome to the world of Omnometry. There are several of you (possibly just ONE person [you know who you are]) who will understand the principles behind this but this is for the friends who have parted ways, in terms of fields of profession.

Welcome to the world of Omnometry! What I want you to do is to stare at the cross in the middle of the pink circle. I want you to make sure you STARE at it, don't look away, make sure you motivate yourself so that your eyes don't stray anywhere else. Just look at that cross, that's all I'm asking for you to do. Don't move your head around, sit still and concentrate and focus. You might be pleasantly surprised. No tricks or gimmicks here.

Welcome to the world of Omnometry!

                                          Tan.N

Viva la power of the truest man

Never have I wanted or tried to let someone down. I've always tried to be true to every word and true to every expectation.

And never has so much expectation has been bestowed upon me, so much blind investment. There is absolutely no way I will let them down ... it'd be an absolute breach of trust. Have I ever had any more motivation in my life?

                                     Tan.N

Viva la Oktoberfest

And no, I didn't enjoy it just because it's the largest uni pissup in Sydney.

Ten Things I Did At The Oktoberfest

1. Dressed up in a Lederhosen using stuff I had alraedy so I didn't have to spend money on anything. I'll probably invest in a Lederhosen hat though for next year. Plus nearing the end of the night, my dresswear quickly escalated to something with a homosexual tinge and quite frighteningly, more randoms decided to give a hello and take their photo with me. Mark of a fun night in my respects
2. Met up with the randomest Hurlstonians and got some good chill time with them. Didn't expect to see Nafan there and we were both pretty fcking pleased to see each other.Even got to see Shazza, Katarina and a couple of the kiddies in the grade below. There were other Hurlstonians as well and I think it's definitely mutual that we are very glad whenever we see one another... There's a certain aspect that all Hurlstonians have (well the 07'ers anyway) that you don't quite get, or even get close to replicating, with new friends. It's good to be home I guess.
3. Managed to survive a swarming mass of people in a bar queue whilst trying to walk out with three cups of beer. I got to the front of the line (which by then was more of a moshpit sort of nature) and asked for four beers. The bartender gave me a worried look so then I decreased the load to three beers. Having got three beers, I picked them up and literally had nowhere to go. Everyone behind me was yelling "AWW FCK... He's got beer... Turn around mate.. you can do it... Walk backwards". I inched around til I was facing the direction of travel and slowly traversed. Everyone watched on and patted me on the back for my courage and determination, and I made it out with all the beers in tact. A couple of the folks actually applauded. I love stranger love.
4. Started a revolution in the port-a-loo line. I was busting like fck, with my body begging to produce a natriuresis (or a dilute urination for those playing at home) so I was doing the busting dance (and you'd be forgiven if you thought I was doing the Lederhosen, being dressed up in the Lederhosen and all). I saw the guy behind me busting as well so we had a conversation about our wanting need to urinate. So I told him, "you know what, I've got your back, not as in I'll pee in your back, but I"m gonna try and get you into that toilet as fast as I can." I told everyone all the men in the line before me "not to flush", because we need to save time and get in and out for the brothers in line. I asked a girl in front of me if she was pissing or shitting, she said "pissing", I said "don't flush please". She went in, came out quite quickly, I did my job as quickly as I can, and the guy behind me was impressed that i did it quickly. "Told ya I was looking out for you mate."
5. Had an immense amount of fun without having to resort to plentiful amounts of alcohol. Too much of it pretty much bogs you down and tires you so you end up sitting there moping around. Drink to be social, but don't drink to turn anti-social I say.
6. Continued on with the party even though it was over. I went over to the Rege after I heard a couple of friends were there and finally got what I wanted - a night out with an actual conversation.
7. Got let into the pub by the security guards. Why was that interesting? The pub was literally full to the brim because basically anyone who didn't get let into the Oktoberfest all scrambled to the local pub. There was a huge line outside for the pub and it got to the point where the guards only let in girls, they even got girls from near the back of the line to come up and in. Whilst they were picking out girls to let in, one of the guards had a look at me, liked the costume, and told me to go in as well. I gave the "WTF!?" face, seeing as I was quite stunned by the gesture, to which he responded with a more assertive "Get the fck in" hand gesture. I did as I was told.
8. Bumped into moooooore Hurlstonians in there, this time the boarders. Not only that, they group molested me with their hands all over my body, whilst yelling to me "HOW ARE MY EYES TAAN!?"
9. Had McDonalds twice.. First for lunch before the Oktoberfest, second for dinner after the Oktoberfest. My body will pay for this.
10. Became a squatter and slept in the college via a friend. Knowing that a bed (or really, a doona that was made into a bed and a sleeping bag for a blanket) was just five minuets away, and that I could wake up 10 minutes within the first class starting was effing awesome. I actually took a shower that night and it was sweet.. only problem was that I only brought one pair of undies. So what was the solution? Duh.. you flip them inside out. Yih.

                                                          Tan.N