Waxing (Com)poetic: An Ode to Computer Science

Get help from TAs

They ask if you have read the spec

You have not read it

Program doesn’t work

Run unit tests, errors galore

Delete all the tests

“Break up the program”

“Compile early and often”

No, write, don’t test, cry

40 is hardest,

No, 105 is hardest

No, 160. No…

My friend once asked me

“Should I be a Comp major?”

No. Please, save yourself.

Exercises done

Ready to submit, let’s go…

Wait. Fuck. The README

How do TAs feel?

They must grade my shit-ass work

My heart goes to them

Question? Piazza!

Make new post, get a response

Not helpful. Shit fuck.

Halligan’s scary

Time no longer exists there

Virtual? Still bad.

It’s 5 AM now.

I’ve been debugging all night.

Need blue light glasses.

Comp Sci is real hard.

Sleepless brain. Sleep-deprived brain.

Please hire me. Please. Please