Letters from Sanford Street # 443

I'm irritated. I don't understand any of this shit, and I'm fucking furious.

I still have 2 days. But I already feel like going through, step by step, how I fucked it all up.

I don't understand any of it, and I don't know what the fuck I'm doing.

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I keep thinking that this should be easy, that it's all here, and that I just have to put it all together. It is kind of coming together. A little bit, but this isn't like, a cake recipe, exactly.

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One thing I want to ask the universe is: why are so many things taught in a way that I can't even fucking understand?

There's this idea in computing that instructions have to be converted into machine code, or the computer won't understand what the fuck you're trying to tell it, and I think that the instructional videos just don't convert instructions into kenneth code.

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