Different Angle

Due to the crazy amount of free time I'm having [a], I decided that the best way to spend that time is to learn a new skill [b] and eventually decided to pick up coding - the art of talking to computers and making it do what I want.

And man, am I having a lot of fun!

Every time I reached the end of a lesson, there's always like a mini-project where I get to practice what I've learned. One time I built Random Number Generator (RNG), and another time I built Math Between Two Numbers Program(MBTN). They all achieve very simple things, the RNG will give a user a random number from 1 to whatever number they choose as their upper limit, and the MBTN would ask for two numbers and do all kinds of mathematical equations for those two numbers.

Like I said, simple things - but man, building them from scratch was both hard and satisfying when I make the program work all on my own, from what I've learned.

When my instructor reveals the solution to the project, it's almost always never the same as how I made it. Most of the time, his was a lot easier and simpler, but there was one time when I think I made the better code - and my heart soared.

The thing with coding is that you can tackle a certain problem in so many different ways. If something isn't working for you, you can look at it from different angle and you'll realize that it works just as fine this way - sometimes even better.

I like to think my road to creativeness is similar. There are so many things I've tried, things that other people have told me would work and worked for them, but it didn't for me. But I refuse to give up, I will find my creative output and I will be successful.

Successful, not because I didn't fail, but because I didn't give up. I'll just make my own path, even if I have to bulldoze my way through every, single, obstacle.

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Footnotes:

a. Through no fault of my own, I've been forced to spend months unemployed to prove to the US of A that I'm a good... immigrant? I don't even know.

b. First, I thought about learning how to play the guitar for about five minutes, then I laughed at whimsy. I tried drawing next and that lasted for about a month and a week? Haha, fake laugh, real tears.

c. Many moons ago.