I forgot to add something to last week’s post, but I think it’s worth noting because of where I am today. I was on the train back to the apartment and opened up Facebook to kill some time. Facebook reminded me of where I was a year ago… It was a picture of the front of the Sports Authority headquarters, taken on my very first day. If you had told me that today I would be pursuing a completely different career path, living in Chicago, and doing the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life, I would have thought you were crazy. Yet here I am, starting on my second stack, and loving it.
Apparently this stack is the most difficult we’ll learn. I’m not doubting that just yet, but this week felt easier than anything we did in Python. My guess is that because we’ve never learned a stack at all prior to Python, there are a lot of contextual and syntactical things that made it feel more difficult. MEAN isn’t necessarily easier to me, but I think having the familiarity with how a language actually works is what makes it feel that way. To be honest, I’m really just waiting for the other shoe to drop. This is the first time I’ve finished up the day’s assignments before leaving school for the whole week, and that’s not natural…
The week wrapped up awesome with the first graduating class from the Chicago dojo! It was only three people, but exciting nonetheless. One guy is already working on launching an app! After the “ceremony”, we all went to the Green Door and grabbed a couple beers. It was nice to hang out with a lot more people than just my cohort, since we’re usually separated when we’re at the doj.
At some point during the week B looked up tickets to the B1G Championship game and discovered that tickets could be found for $15, and the drive to Indianapolis is only three hours. Annnnd since I love college football, and he went to Penn State, who was playing the championship game, we decided to make the journey. Despite the fact that we forgot there is a time difference between Chicago and Indy, landing us at the game past half-time, we had a blast. Truly a bucket list item for me, so I’m glad it went down. All in all, it was a successful ending to a fairly successful week. It even included a stop at Three Floyds Brewing on both the out and back trips, and lord knows I love a good craft beer. Paint me happy.