I can't remember when I liked the channel called ''I am a programmer, I have no life'' on Facebook. But I did...and I started regularly cracking up over all the programming memes they post, then somehow kept liking similar groups all over social media...and it just dawned upon me that that must have been the road I took to CS. lol.
I am now a programmer. ...and I guess according to the cool kids, I got no life- not that I mind...all it gives me is anxiety.
Today- a Friday-I am tucked in my bed with my comfortable blanket of solitude surrounding me and NOT stranded by the side of the road as I've been in the last two weeks.
I'm happy!
I'm so happy that I don't even mind that my crush is not replying to the messages I sent him. Yes...I kept looking at his video so much, that I think I can clearly remember his face now...which is a stretch for me...cause I can't remember anyone's face....including my own....except mom's and dad's.
In the last 36 hours since talking to my crush, we have gotten married and raised 5 geniuses, and were celebrating our retirement on our private island in hot beach summer body and silver hair. ...
lol.
I love the way he bit his lower lip that other day. I swear I had watched that moment a million times.
Then I made up another excuse about School stuff I gotta ask him and texted him on a FREAKING Friday. ...on MIDNIGHT!
He must think of me like a freaking nerd.
He works hard during the day. ...so I'm thinking he probably parties hard.
I guess this is where I stop crushing on him.
And go to sleep. ...not a tiny bit disappointed that he hadn't replied to the message.
I am so happy that this Friday, I found a friend early in the night.
A friend called my bed.