I'm been keeping away from my C programming assignments the whole of Sunday. I was reluctant to get back to it this evening. The whole structure of pointers seem to be a theory concocted by a deranged mind. For those of you non-techies, do bear with me, I'm merely venting.
I finished my assignment tonight. It wasn't even as hard as I imagined it to be. I'm not saying this because I'm a star programmer or anything of the sort. On the contrary, the unforgiveness of the semantics of computer language irk me. If I'm not mistaken, somewhere in Don Quixote there's the hero who thought that windmills were terrible monsters and never did dare to confront his fear. No, I didn't read the book. I learnt it from an episode of <a href="" target="_blank">Clueless</a> (the TV series of the movie). By God's grace I poked at my windmill and smelt the tulips tonight. One less ball to juggle.
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