Dear friend
Dear friend
I don't know if you're reading any of this. Maybe you are, I don't know.
Honestly I don't write with the intention that you, nor anyone else for that matter, read it. I write with the intention of putting my thoughts out in the open in a place I can call my own. It's why I have comments disabled on my personal posts and not my code posts – on my code posts I want people to interact, and give feedback, and correct me. But posts like this? This is me. This is my journey. The only one correcting me will be myself, and anyone who wants to talk about any of this can message me privately.
The butterfly effect
Dear friend
This morning I've been thinking about how things in life have a chain reaction that ripple out for the rest of your days. It's interesting to ponder how one small thing is the cause of so much. For me, I can identify such a pivotal moment in my life. This is the story of how Habbo Hotel caused me to learn computer science.
Something for me
Dear friend
For the longest time, I was never able to find something to do for myself; for my own sake. My intentions are, and always have been, around what I can do for others.
Who am I?
Dear friend,
Well, let's get the awkwardness out of the way. My name's Oliver. What's yours?
Oh wait… right… this isn't so much a conversation as it is a safe destination for me to enact my tendencies to portray my chronic verbal diarrhoea as if I've taken textual laxatives.
Why I hate: The claim "Wikipedia isn't a reliable source"
Dear friend
Wikipedia is a collaborative encyclopedia. It's maintained by a large amount of people, including anonymous people who only come to fix a spelling error; so you can see why some people might want to call it unreliable. If anyone and any…