The Lion And The Lamb

And so he struggles to follow on with society, falling out of line and moving on in his own pace. Becoming ignorant, he desperately seeks to find an escape from himself. What's the matter, darling? Tired of staying up at night greasing your zipper?

Running won't get you anywhere. Your escaping is cowardice.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..."
"What a stupid lamb."
"What a sick, masochistic lion."
- Twilight, Stephanie Meyer.

Ok, so this week is SAC week and I'm struggling exponentially. Since my teacher's currently fo' shiz up-the-spout, she's lost part of her sanity and decided to shift her teaching methods from "actually-teaching-students" to "let's watch-these-students-struggle-as-they-teach-themselves-in-a-subject-they-have-limited-knowledge-of-and-contemplate-how-brilliant-our-vile-ideas-are".

Pregnant women, sheesh. They're more lethal than weapons.
Wouldn't wanna catch 'em at a wrong time.

So I decided to do my SAC VisualBasic.Net based. It's all programming. It's what I love most about Information Technology. I've got my form layout set and ready to go, I've coded everything, all except the 'Submit' button. I've spent a whole lesson browsing sites for pre-made codes for my 'Submit' button. What I want my 'Submit' button to do is to send the audiences' enquiries to my email address, but the problem is, I don't know how to write it up. After hours of trial and error, class was over and I decided to cool off my frustration. What I'm struggling with is that the VB.Net programming language is set out entirely different to HTML/CSS. It's quite similar, but it still isn't what I'm used to.

I think I've found the right code (fingers-crossed), I want to see if the doohickey is properly affixed to the whatchamacallit.

Going to Youth Alive's Big Event on Saturday with Alex and Brendan got cancelled. I was really looking forward to it too, despite the fact I'm third-wheeling on their carriage of love. I'm getting pretty good at this third-party/extra thing. So much for having a big day out before she leaves for Canada. But no fret, we still have plenty o' time when she gets back!... In fucking November.

Thinking about all this makes my hair a-burnin'. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go eat a bowl of nachos the size equivalent of a Killer Whale, while attempting Stoichiometry.