Dang it, man! I never expected keeping a blog like this alive is this hard. I had a YouTube channel for crying out loud, and it wasn’t this complicated. I mean, it’s not like I’m putting any kind of extreme effort into these posts. I hardly give them a second look before posting, and yet, sitting down and getting one of them done sounds like moving a goddamn mountain. I guess it’s because I’m afraid that the more I write here, the more comfortable I get, and God knows how much I don’t want that to happen.
In the last post, I was crying about the hell I went through to learn the basics of Surrealdb without a clear background about SQL in general. The fact that I wanted to do that in Rust using a framework that I don’t exactly understand didn’t make shit easier, believe me. I just can’t help it but feel so lost in my own mess, trying to catch up with a monkey brain that doesn’t seem to get tired or bored. No matter how much it consumes, it always manages to find a new shiny interest and forces me to go after it. The problem is that I know exactly what I need to do to fix it. I know that all I need is a strict plan and a little bit of guidance. But Mr. Brain doesn’t like lines, does he? Monkey mode gives it the freedom to run away whenever shit gets real, and that makes it feel safe.
Right, I’m supposed to talk about school… Well! A few days ago, I made a new Facebook account to use the only advantage a lovely country like this offers to its citizens, which is free texting! I did so, and for some reason, I decided to check the page of my school to find out that I’ll be back to school in exactly one week. I’ll spare you the details of me trying so hard to come up with ways to cover up the mess that is my hair. It ain’t even the most pathetic part of all this somehow. You know what? I’m starting to feel sleepy right now, so we’ll talk about school tomorrow, I promise. Have a great rest of your day. Farewell.
Seth.