2020

I seriously have no memory of a lot of things that used to be so clear on my mind. Yesterday, I watched a chinese movie called "你好，疯子" or "The Insanity". It is among a few of shows or movies that I found to be quite scary. It wasn't a scary movie though. It is very disturbing. At one point, I felt like I was one of them for a certain period of time. Are we all just a dream or an illusion? Or were we once crazy? If a crazy person has seen this movie, will they understand that at all. Or is it because I am normal, that I understood? Or have I ever crossed a point of becoming crazy but took a step back? The movie plot was something that I had encountered when I felt the furthest from reality. The feeling of being suffocated and drowning deep down in a sea. The struggles to breathe or to wake up. It was only when I woke up, I found myself not breathing at all and started gasping for air. It's like I suddenly forgot how to breathe or can't breathe at all. Whe...

I learnt how to send spam mail yesterday. I've sent a few to myself. Duh... Never realise how it was done previously and truly, how easy it is to just spam someone without any effort... I wonder how legal spammers can get though without going to spam mail.

Learning Python within one week. Day 3 now. Maybe too slow? I can recall a few of what I learnt last year on Python 2. I wonder why coders like to name things after snakes or bugs.... Like Python or Spyder...... both of the things that I can't stand..... After all the "interviews" or tests, I think at the end of all that, I probably learn all the languages available. Sometimes, I just lacked one or just one of it was not what I've learnt and I have to catch that up but then I didn't get the job. Pros and cons. If I didn't get the job, I get to use it for another job but then the dead cycles continued. I guess have to really focus on one and be good at it. If you don't use it, using it became less and less efficient until they are long forgotten friends. I asked different people, all come up with different answers. Some was merely preference, some efficiency, some less thing to type, some easier to understand... I looked at articles that repeat itself. Verb...

I bought a cabinet and fixed it myself. It wasn't what I expected but enough for the year. The stackable drawer came too. I like the modularity despite the not-so-good quality. It shouldn't be more expensive though otherwise a decent cabinet will do. For the second time this year, I cut myself again. This time on my forefinger while fixing the cabinet door. Last time, it was on my palm below my forefinger. I stabbed myself with scissors. When I started typing, I bled so I rested for a week or so. I think it took about 3 to 4 months for the muscles to recover from the wound. Now, it wouldn't hurt when I flex my forefinger. I managed to hurt the tip now. The thick plaster helped me not to feel anything when I type. Well, maybe I will get use to it. Fingers are important, man.