Back to school

I went back to uni for a semester. After one unit into a sixteen unit coursework Masters degree, I'm cutting my losses.

My intentions were:

• to learn how to software dev
• be more comfortable creating software - not just prototype code
• prove to myself that I can learn again

but it turns out that:

• group assignments are more about management
• marks are handed out like lollies
• tutors are egging on about a class leaderboard (cultural thing)
• there's some awkward pronunciation eg Arrays
• all the tutors seem to come from one ethnicity (unlike my ugrad, tutor ethnicity didn't match the lecturer's)

It's good that it:

• is a slower pace than intensive courses, so there's time to practice
• as a part time student I can focus more
• I don't need the marks to apply for a job

Classmates:

• claim they don't know how to program and did ugrad in accounting
• suffer from depression
• demonstrate that they can't program, procrastinate, ask for help at the last moment and buzzword bullshit through presentations
• eg. waterfall method didn't work well because we waited on each other...  no shit, when they did no work

So I'm almost definitely going to be a uni dropout now!

Bubble tea report

I had a Tastea Matcha Latte with Red Beans in Box Hill with an old friend. It didn't have much matcha taste. This is a reminder to myself to try somewhere else next time!

Australia Reimagined talk

I went to a meet the author event at ANU with my friend Daniel. Hugh Mackay, who had written Australia Reimagined, started trotting off all the reasons why things are bad in this country.

Things like:

• 2 million Australians suffer from anxiety
• 1 in 3 Australians will suffer significant mental illness in their lifetime
• 65-75k Australians attempt suicide annually
• Social fragmentation has led to a quarter of households being solo, and in 15 years it'll be a third
• 1 million Australian kids live with only one parent
• Pets are child substitutes  - eg a dog named Ian
• ICT promised to bring us together but makes it easier for us to stay apart

He claims that we are not living as though we need each other.
There's also the idea that compassion is a cool mental decision to treat people kindly and with respect.
One remark that I totally agree with:
The state of the nation depends on us as we can't and won't look to political leaders.
After all, they're the ones often conducting themselves poorly and manufacturing fear. Even with the idea that middle class Australia is doing it tough - we have the ability to change our spending after all.

 He mentioned something about this town:
https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2018/feb/21/town-cure-illness-community-frome-somerset-isolation

Apparently the things that older people criticise young people for are what will equip them for the uncertain future ahead.

He predicts a return to mutual societies, credit unions and the like, and away from repulsive commericialism. Like what happened when AMP converted from a mutual society.
Part of it was also getting away from institutions that have failed the people. He claims there is an increase in house churches in Australia, in the same style as there are in China.

Interestingly, he says there was frequency analysis done on literature from way back to the century just past and there's a lot more occurrences of I than we nowadays.

Post stomach bug foods

• Bread with jam
• rice with creamed corn - rejected
• tofu
• corn strips
• Frozen baby peas - rejected
• Lightly fried white fish
• white peaches
• white nectarines

Chronological summary:
Tuesday  - dead
Wednesday - dead
Thursday: Saturday - weak from hunger
Sunday - last of the awful poo. Ate tofu!

The worst two days of my 2018 (hopefully)

Tuesday started off with a sweet Bike24 delivery that had to be signed for.  I went to work and had another packet of pea and garlic snacks that were provide by a colleague. I went into a different part of the office to do some unboxing of new widgets and came back to my usual desk at around 11:30. I think that's when I started feeling it.
First it was a dull headache, fever (why is my face so hot?) and then chills. It was weird to be sitting in a meeting room feeling cold but when I'm normally overheating. A colleague came to visit me in the later afternoon and only after they accused me of having an afternoon nap, I decided to call it. By the time I was ready to go, the headache had gotten a lot worse - like my brain trying to escape the confines of my skull. Extra information: I took a really large dump in the morning.
After getting home, I tried napping it out. I still felt terrible so I asked for the advice of my pharmacist sibling. She basically told me to HTFU but did deliver some supplies. This form of existence was truly terrible. Headache, fever, muscle aches. I had no will to move - not even to amuse myself with my phone.
Most of Wednesday was much the same. Every time I missed a dose of paracetamol, I did notice my body temperature shot straight back up. I tried having some oats and bread. After the second go at having oats, I confirmed that I was indeed lactose intolerant for the duration of the bug. What a horrible existence it is to be drinking water and turning it into shit.
However, by Wednesday night things started to look up. I was able to move around without using all of my willpower. Still, I didn't get that much sleep.

Virus
Not a recommended experience.