Before I begin, I have a tiny rant. For some fucking reason, Ghost has decided to put the markdown option at the bottom, and it bothers me. It used to be the second option, but now I have to scroll all the way down. Ugh, that's so petty. I'm going to leave it in there, despite all my being wanting to press backspace to oblivion. Well, I guess the truth is, I can be petty at times too. It's all good, people at Ghost; you are doing a wonderful job, and I have and will continue to use your services to host my previous and future petty thoughts to come.
You know, I wanted to write about something else entirely, but I'm kinda liking this. Well, I suppose I like to see myself as anyone else other than this person. But the truth is, at times, we all have moments that highlight the worst parts of us. Maybe it's possible that some fellow humans who I come across are having one of these moments. Also, on the other hand, all it means is that what any one of us is capable of, all of us are capable of. Never considered the other edge of this sword. I'm a huge proponent of personal agency; it's not always straightforward and can even be frustrating. Not sure where I was going there, but I've totally lost my train of thought. Oh well, I guess that's staying too. Probably because I'm half asleep and, for some odd reason, I wanted to write today. I suppose earlier during the day, I told myself I would. It has been a tough couple of days, so I wanted this win.
The freedom of knowing that no one really cares about what I have to say or write about is fucking awesome. It's the perfect practice in learning to be myself, to think freely, and come to my own conclusions. You know what? If I become famous or something, I'll look back at blogs like this and think, "Those were good times." Most of us do find ourselves in the process of doing something. So rather than wait for success, I'm making a decision to enjoy the journey. You don't need to remind me; for some oddball of a reason, I've always enjoyed the process of training more than the prize at the end. To a fault, almost. I guess it's my unfair advantage. I'm willing to do this for as long as it takes, not because I'm gritty—I just love what I do. And I've chosen to live life doing what I love. Luckily for me, both writing and programming can also make you wealthy. I also like training to get as strong as I possibly can, but I don't think I want any monetary gains from that. It's the thing in the world I do for entirely selfish reasons only. Because I'm curious. Far too often, we get told things about the body that make it look so fragile. I've come to find out the point of getting hurt is often way further than I imagined. In fact, I've been hurt more times while warming up or stretching, simply because I wasn't paying attention.
I'm totally lost at this point; I should really go to bed. There was one more thing I wanted to talk about, but I can't remember at this point. Or maybe I have said it already. Oh yeah, I wanted to talk about why I love programming so much. I know why. I've been above average at quite a few things like swimming, lifting, badminton, and maybe how risk-averse I am. Not sure if the last one counts. But the point I wanted to make is that I've never been exceptional at something. I've found out in my late twenties that I really love to program, so I've decided that I want to get as good as I can at it. There are a few parameters, which I think are marks of a good programmer. Coincidentally, I suck at all of these at this moment. For some strange reason, I find that exciting. Some of those things are:
- They have mechanical sympathy towards computers—it's not what you think it is. They understand how memory, processing, clocks, etc., work (to name a few).
- They are good at a few programming languages, ideally one dynamic, one garbage-collected, one lowish-level language, and have at least a faint understanding of assembly.
- They are not limited to just one area of programming, like the web. They can even write code that makes its way to space. Space software, for me, is the final boss.
That's my list so far. I'm cutting it down because I'm really sleepy now. Luckily for me, I'm not going to be reading this post ever again. I have no idea what I have been talking about for the last hour, but it has been a lot of fun.
Seagin... out.