I’m told I do great work, and that I should be praised for it. But I’m not that great. That may be me just being humble, but I really think there are people much better than I am. I’m just lucky. People tell me that I know where I’m going in life and that I’m doing well. But I don’t think so. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m just average.
Most people think that computer science is a really hard major. Hard, and nerdy. It’s about hacking (most likely the negative definition of the word). When they look at code they don’t know what’s going on.
Sometimes I feel like I’m late to this computer programming thing. There are people who have been doing it since they were little, like five years old. What was I doing when I was five? I was watching cartoons and living a carefree life (save from all the crying, whining, and complaining about whatever little Daniel “cared” about). I didn’t care about computers; I didn’t know how they worked, let alone that they could be programmed. I didn’t even know how to type on a keyboard.
This semester is probably going to be really busy. The courses I’m taking are demanding, and I’m going to be working as well.
Here’s a rundown of my first week of school.
Cars are death machines for everyone, pedestrian and driver alike.
Today, I did something really stupid while I was driving to go out to eat with my friend on the passenger seat. I needed to turn left—any left—so I turned left at the nearest intersection.
Here’s what I’ve done this summer.
Yesterday, I went to Panther Beach with some friends I’ve known since middle school and high school. It was a pretty big deal, with weeks of planning ahead of time.
I drove on the winding road to go down. I got lost, driving past the dirt parking lot for Panther Beach, and kept on going on the road for about ten miles before stopping at a dirt parking lot for a different beach.
Some people buy a lot of clothes. They buy clothes, clothes, and more clothes. They fill their closet—maybe even multiple closets, or even places all around the house—and end up only wearing a select few items, disregarding the rest.
In the same way, some people buy a lot of shoes. Or go out to eat a lot. Or coffee.
A kid puts his hand up. He tells me he’s got a virus on his computer. I look at his screen. Displayed in his web-browser is what appears to be an XP dialogue box warning that his computer is infected and offering free malware scanning and removal tools. He’s on a Windows 7 machine. I close the offending tab. He can’t use a computer.
How the hell did we get to this situation? How can a generation with access to so much technology, not know how to use it?
A great piece by Marc Scott. It really describes how ignorant society is about computers and the technology that people are so dependent on.