Chapter 7: Approaching SAT [3]
The next day, I was focused on getting that blog up and running. I thought to myself, "Just the dreams I've been having solo might make for some pretty interesting chatter," and the fact that I've gotten a bit smarter should spice up my story for folks. So, I cracked open my laptop and dove into setting up the blog.
The backend action was a piece of cake. I rolled with Django, and with its built-in functions, it was smooth sailing. I cooked up a simple Postgres database and threw in some models for posts, comments, and user accounts. In no time, I made a REST API from scratch.
For the front end, I went with Vue, it seemed to be a modern framework. I skimmed through the docs at lightning speed and laid down a design that screamed "modern" I figured that'd be the way to catch people's eyes and keep them coming back for more.
During the time I was getting the blog off the ground, my buddy Alex took a different path and dived headfirst into the books. I guess he was worried about the SAT too.
Now, normally, he's the one getting better grades, so he never really asked for help, not even that day.
"Alex, have you had a chance to check my invite to the group? We're planning to go out the day before the SAT."
"Man, I haven't even glanced at my messages," Alex replied with a nonchalant tone.
Suddenly, Alex pulled out his phone and his eyes widened as he read the message.
"Yo, bro, I totally forgot to mention this, but Olivia came up to me after Math class yesterday, asking for your number. Looks like she won't need it now. What's up with you, man? Seems like you've been driving all the girls wild lately."
I grinned and gave Alex a playful nudge. "Don't worry, buddy. Your time will come."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever."