(written originally in 2003, and posted unmodified despite my impulse to do otherwise)
The day of my performance had finally arrived. My Mom picked up my three younger siblings and me from school in our new white minivan. As we drove to the community college I tried to avoid thinking about the upcoming performance and instead went over the past week in my mind.
As I had walked into the piano store Dr. Dean had greeted me with his usual, “Hello, Kimosabe Breath.” I scrunched up my shoulders to avoid the inevitable “wishbone treatment,” but to no avail. Dr. Dean jokingly gave me a Vulcan neck pinch without the release. As always he asked me if I knew why he referred to it as the wishbone. I responded that it was because I wished it would stop.
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I have recently come to the realization of how rusty I am at programming. I haven’t been doing enough small applications to keep APIs, etc. in memory. A few years ago, when I was pretty new, I studied and programmed compulsively, but I haven’t been giving as much in school of late.
To solve this problem, I have decided to go through a sort of training regime. The first phase is to brush up on or become more proficient at I/O, and implementing basic algorithms. As I progress, I will probably focus more on specific languages. The second phase may be to develop a basic application in these languages, hopefully changing languages and challenges every week or so. I may stagger the study, focusing on a few at a time. We will see how things go.
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