What does programming feel like to you?

What does programming feel like to you?

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enjoyable work

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gives me the same feeling when i was 5 and building things out of legos
the same euphoria and pride each time i learn something new or discover something

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better than trying to get a girlfriend

feels like i really know very little for my course next year. I hope they use lube.

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>Write a program
>It works

>Copy and paste it
>It doesn't work

>Delete it and paste it again
>It works

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Every fucking day. Every single fucking day when i come home to this board this little thot just sits there and gives me this stupid look on her face.

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>the pink ride

I hate programming. It feels like I'm constantly banging my head against the wall since I'm too much of a brainlet. I should of just followed my parent's advice and became a doctor.

A material I have to use to create the tools I need to do the job I'm doing
I feel nothing because life has worn me down to an emotional nub

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It feels like shitting in the streets.

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>I should of
You should've killed yourself.

Like cracking open a cold one.
Then pouring it down the drain.

Each language feels different to me. Can anyone relate?

Python feels like auto-pilot but its trying to drive you off a cliff half the time.

C++ feels like I'm driving a flintstone car.

Java feels like a car a gypsy gave me but tells me one day something will break and you will never be able to fix it.