Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I'm taking a Java course in school and I want to cry. It's not my cup of tea so I have to really strain myself to understand. It's been three long weeks and I'm counting down the weeks until it's over. Last night, I dreamt of Java. How pathetic is that? What's worse is that in my dream I had no idea what the coding meant or what to do. Isn't it sad that even in my dreams I fail? I woke up in the middle of the night and told myself that taking the course is torture enough, dreaming about it is unnecessary. It made me giggle.