Chapter 4: First Day at School [3]
I hadn't mentioned it before, but Alex wasn't just your average League of Legends player.
The guy was a Challenger, ranking among the top 300 players on the cutthroat North American servers. Carrying me to Diamond was like a Sunday stroll through Central Park for him.
Over the past two years, he'd been raking in the dough as a League of Legends tutor, while I felt like I'd been wasting away my precious time.
Sure, I dabbled in Python and JavaScript during my free moments, but every project I kicked off ended up as just another abandoned half-baked garbage.
"Hey! What's with the long face?" Alex quipped as we waited in line at the grocery store.
"Nothing much, just pondering those upcoming exams and how we've been letting our time slide. Today, I gotta hit the books. No games," I replied, my determination set.
"Speak for yourself, buddy. I'm on the road to becoming a pro League of Legends player. Got tryouts lined up and everything. And didn't you start digging into Django? You had plans for that blog, remember?"
Right... I wanted to whip up a blog about my everyday life. Now that I think about it, what a lousy idea that was. Who'd wanna read about the dull and repetitive life of a humanities major? Anyway, the bigger picture was mastering Django.
Tech companies have been going all out for that Python framework lately.
As Alex and I strolled into our department, there sat Lucas, our other roommate in front of his drawing pad. He was a couple years older than us and he had this novelist thing going on, but I wasn't much into checking out his writings.
It was just the way his face twisted up when he put words on paper that always left me feeling a bit off.