#light programme

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Mona Baptiste was a 21-year-old Trinidadian blues singer, registered as a clerk for the voyage. Six weeks after disembarking, she was singing on the BBC's Light Programme, and would go on a successful tour of English theatres and perform on TV shows, including the Ken Dodd show on the BBC. She went on to develop a hugely successful career as a singer in the UK and Germany.

"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory

[averlym]

ghost story premiere day! check @melliotwrites for more info

[heretherebedork]

Guess who started to binge watch a censored bromance for the long weekend? They've got two thumbs, chocolate and plan on making ramen tonight.

[izicodes]

Hiya! My name is Izzy-Loa, and a Jr Web Developer and today, I thought it would be a great idea to just share my own personal coding journey! I have answered a lot of asks in the past about how I recommend other people to start their coding studies, what websites to learn from and roadmaps etc. But one question I kept having to repeat myself answering is the "Okay how did you get started?" - it is completely my fault not writing this down properly~! (I did actually)

Anyhoo, I'll just speed through my journey, sharing what I learnt at what times and what I'm currently doing now! ✨

☆ Starting from Scratch

I started coding back in 2017 during the summer break when I was just 15 years old. At that time, I didn't even know what coding was! It was my dad who suggested that I learn HTML. I hesitated at first, thinking HTML was some "complex high-level programming language". Little did I know, it was just a markup language...

I started with HTML and then moved on to CSS during that summer. However, once school started in September, I set coding aside and forgot about it. The following year, 2018, I decided to give it another shot and relearned HTML and CSS. But again dropped it because of school work and upcoming exams!

☆ The Turning Point

Fast forward to 2020, a year that marked a turning point!. I started creating websites using HTML and CSS. I briefly played with JavaScript but decided to focus on mastering HTML and CSS.

In January 2021, I made a significant decision. I dropped out of school due to personal reasons and decided to fully commit to programming, plus getting my first remote job (non-Tech). From there, I gradually delved into JavaScript a lot more and even dabbled in Python along the way. My learning process was on and off, but I was making progress! Around this time I learnt Git and GitHub!

☆ The Apprenticeship

Around September/October time, I applied for an apprenticeship. My skill set included HTML, CSS, Python, and basic JavaScript. I got accepted and continued to learn Python, delving into C# and Java as well. It was a challenging but rewarding experience! Happily dropped Java towards the end!

At work, I also learned SQL, working with Microsoft SQL Server and MySQL. I even explored .NET Framework and ASP.NET. It was a lot to take in, but I embraced the learning process! The older developers at the workplace were super helpful and very experienced - felt as though they were happy to give me all their knowledge as best they could~!

☆ Expanding My Knowledge

During my apprenticeship, around October 2022, I decided to further expand my skills. I enrolled in a front-end bootcamp, where I revisited HTML, CSS, and JavaScript. I also learned jQuery, Node.js, npm, and even ventured into React. Though, due to not practising it enough, I forgotten React and Node.js~!

☆ My Ongoing Journey

Currently, I'm continuing to explore Python and experimenting with Lua. I'm also revisiting JavaScript, jQuery, and recently, I've started working with SCSS (Sass) to streamline my CSS development - I highly recommend people in Web Development to learn SCSS!! I love it so much!

Looking ahead, my learning wishlist includes TypeScript, React, Vue.js, Angular, and C++. However, I'm not rushing into learning everything at once. I'm taking my time to absorb each language and framework thoroughly.

In summary, it has been a continuous evolution, from HTML and CSS to SQL, .NET Framework, and various other languages and tools. I've faced challenges and taken LOTS of breaks, but each step has brought me closer to becoming a proficient developer. I want to be better! But slowly and in good time!

Hope this was somewhat helpful to other people and yeah, have a nice day/night!

⤷ ○ ♡ my shop ○ my twt ○ my youtube ○ pinned post ○ blog's navigation ♡ ○

[disco-dancing-in-the-desert]

[jadenmgraner]

The agony of balancing dark academia and a CS degree.

[sikawie]

I built my first PC!

Here's a video where I'm assembling the motherboard and installing it in the case- plugging each component was too complicated to record though sooo I didn't include the cable management part whoopsies

I actually built it in December before my exam period so I could properly focus on studying. I have done so much research to choose the right components for the right prices. I even bought some parts second hand because it's just stupid to buy things that are brand new- when you can get the same things for cheaper that have been barely used...

But yeah, it was fun :3

[en8y]

[IMAGE ID: two horizontal flags with nine stripes; each flag has an icon of the sun in the center; a starburst shape which is white in the middle, surrounded by light yellow, and then surrounded by bright orange. it is in a light grey circle. the middle stripe is twice as large as the rest of them, which are equally sized. the first flag has these top three colors: black, dark grey, and bright green. the second flag has these top three colors: dark blue, medium blue, and bright mint green. each flag has these bottom six stripes: pastel yellow, off-white, pastel yellow, golden yellow, light orange, and bright orange. END ID.]

hackelichtic: a teknine gender connected to being a light hacker; this gender is connected to light/lightness, light aesthetics, hacker/hacking aesthetics, technology aesthetics, and teknithood/exenhood!

lichtirammer: a teknine gender connected to being a light programmer; this gender is connected to light/lightness, light aesthetics, programming aesthetics, technology aesthetics, and nonbinary teknithood/exenhood!

@radiomogai @liom-archive @obscurian

[retrocgads]

UK 1998

[happywebdesign]

Light Art Space

[art-from-the-pantry]

I am insanely in Love with this drawing. Tumblr likes to botch the resolution tho, so if you want to see it in its full glory please click it (or open it in another tab, that also works)

[dandelionfairywish]

program into your heart

i'm programmed into your heart.

1 .viki dramas and movies  

2. Netflix original dramas and movies 

3.  viki take of dramas and movie sometimes without warning and you might not see them depending on where you live  so   enjoy while you can and I'm going to keep them on the list if they do get removie because sometimes they put them back on.

Cute Programmer

Go Go Squid!

Go Go Squid 2: Dt. Appledog's Time

Falling Into Your Smile

You Are My Glory

Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge Season 2

Switch On

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon

Lucky's First Love

Beyond Light Years

Semantic Error

Love Crossed

The App from Heaven

Love Cells

Love Cells Season 2

User Not Found

Dear.M

Kikazaru Koi ni wa Riyuu ga Atte

My Absolute Boyfriend

Zettai Kareshi

I'm Not a Robot

        A Robot in the Orange Orchard

Are You Human Too?

Why Women Love

Blade Man

Unique Lady Season 2

Search: WWW

My Girlfriend's Boyfriend

Love the Way You Are

Close Friend

Close Friend Season 2

Consummation

Oshi no Oujisama

Level Up

Almost Human

Yumi's Cells Season 2

Ghost

Unlock My Boss

Rich Man

Lighter & Princess Extra

Risky

Piple: AI to Kekkon Seikatsu Hajimemashita

Live On

Let's Go Crazy on LIVE

I Told Sunset About You

I Promised You the Moon

I Picked Up a Star on the Road

Shadow Beauty

See You After Quarantine?

The Coolest World

A Piece of Your Mind

Eight Hours

Forever Love

My Girlfriend Is an Alien

My Girlfriend Is an Alien Season 2

Because This Is My First Life

Start-Up

Unforgettable Love

Mr. Fox and Miss Rose

Catch Up My Prince

Our Dating Sim

Die Now

Love Alarm

Love Alarm Season 2

My Holo Love

Something in the Rain

Gank Your Heart

[basslinegrave]

con tomorrow doesnt feel real... i was a bit excited but now i feel nothing again its so weird like i can imagine just walking up there in the cold morning and getting thru the ticket lines and then be like ok now what. could get coffee there to kill time but i kinda wanna drink some at home hm

guess its better to go in with low or no expectations so that i get to have at least a bit of fun its just lame going alone and relying on meeting someone there 😭

hope that at least the weather is nice and that i dont boil alive in the rabbit mask

[izicodes]

Monday 26th February 2024

Created the row of fanfic cards! All I had to do was adjust the sizing for the card template because the first one was huge compared to what I wanted! But I am now happy with the results!

🎯 Next up: (1) do a side-quest and make an interactive HTML semantic tags webpage for people learning HTML then (2) the hero section:

🎵 song: Rave Angel - Blusher

[iolojones]

Blue Lights on BBC1 is SO good !

[sacredglitch]

It's 'Thinking about OCs silently' time so have this piece that I wrote on a whim after listening to "What Once Was" by Her's on repeat.

TW: Death / Pondering Death (through memories)

Celebrations were in high spirits in the 141 Mess. Classic rock shaking the walls as each sector of the base celebrated another hurdle crossed into locating more insiders of Shepard's, though apparently nothing closer in locating the man himself. Laswell was hopeful that one of them would crack and reveal his wearabouts. Hope was enough for them to take a moment to breathe.

Murphy was asked by countless members if he was up for drinks, even challenged by Moggy to see who could drink either under the table best. He just laughed it off and let them all enjoy themselves.

For him, tonight was a different celebration. His hand traced the 3 year old tattoo.

Three fucking years.

Three years since he watched his commander give his last commands. Since he watched his fellow Lieutenant count from three to one. Since the door opened and they all swept into the room, one foot hitting off a trip wire and the room exploding into dust. First year he wasn't at home to remember them or visit them. First year it was just him.

Keeping their faces and voices alive.

He grasped the Guinness can and took a swig. How his Commander drank this like it was water was beyond him. But it kept him alive. To Malware at least.

Green eyes danced with the shadows in the Mess. He envied it. Being able to celebrate with a team you felt right in. Felt at home in.

Last he felt that was when Captain Donovan was harping at Corporal Fitz that he "Better kick those superstar calfs into high gear, now" as they jumped down from the Helo. Another swig of stout, washing the memory away with the taste.

"It's not a simple 'rest on it and it'll pass', Murphy" Clicker had once said in one of their sessions, "This could take years to finally settle with. A support system is crucial in healing."

Survivors Guilt, amongst PTSD and other labels was all he gained from that fuck up. He's still unsure if he should feel appreciative it was just them, not a limb or his life. Maybe his life would have be-

He huffed.

No, O'Rourke, no self depreciation.

One of the worst habits he taught himself after everything. That and taking the blame. He did not cause it. He couldn't change anything.

He needs to learn that.

Another swig.

Boots crunching on the autumn grass caught his ear but made no moves to acknowledge them, eyes solely focused on the obstacle course ahead. The steps halted just behind him. Ghost wouldn't let himself be heard, Soap would have made some calling to him, and Soup would have probably chucked her shoe at him. Other names floated in and out of his mind before they slammed to a stop; "Penny for your thoughts, Irish?"

Gaz.

A smile came to him, though he didn't let it go past his cheeks. If you thought Price or Wrench could be bad with their 'mothering', Gaz was much worse. Though more of subtle method to his loving madness, it could be just as smothering.

"A support system is crucial for healing."

Damn it.

He shook his head, gesturing to the curb beside him. Observing lazily, he noted the Sergeant was just in his down time clothes; a hoodie and slacks, no hat. Going off the direction he came from, he must have been with the other crew of celebrants; movie watchers. It was Roach's pick this time so fuck knows what kinda film was being shown. Most likely foreign, man had a weird love for them.

They all had a weird love for something, Murphy supposed. His eyes did catch a glint of a beer bottle. Not a completely sober film viewing then.

"As if I've got any thoughts to give." He teased back easily, swirling the can in his hand. "Movie any good?"

The younger shook his head, scrunching his face. "It was something sappy in Spanish. Think Alejandro had mentioned it last time him and Rudy visited. Couldn't make heads or tails on the love triangle so..." Gaz trailed off with a shrug, looking at the night sky. "Mess having any fun?"

Murphy returned the shake, eyes falling to the half empty can. "Nah, wasn't in there... I'm drinking on my own terms." He paused. "Though rumour has it Moggy has replaced me with Conor, fucking Maple syrup bastard."

Gaz let out a low whistle. "He in the dog house then?" Another tease.

"Too right he is!" he laughed then took another drink. "Fucker can fix his own damn PC next time."

The air around them began to ease, feeling more open and lax than it did when he started drinking. Garrick always had that aura to him. Even when he was just starting out in the base, the Sergeant never failed to make him feel at peace. The taste of guilt crawled up his throat. He took a short breath, then chased it away with more stout.

Brown eyes watched him before furrowing. "Thought you were a cider kinda guy?" Murphy forced a grin. "I am."

"You trying to prove to Conor who's the better Irishman?" "No."

A pause, Gaz taking that moment to reflect over Murf's tone. Cold. Closed off.

He swallowed some of his own beer before nudging the brunet gently "Penny is still on offer here."

Murphy chewed the inside of his cheek. Other than Price, Laswell and the medics, he's never spoken about the faith of his old team. He bonded over his tattoo with Conor, who seemed to put the pieces of the puzzle together after hearing his name and shared a few stories here and there but...nothing, nothing, to do with the incident.

Perhaps it's a sign that now is the time to start. He doesn't have to go into detail. He doesn't have to say more than "It's the anniversary of my ARW team passing."

Murphy is in control here.

His hands fidgeted with the can, rolling it and playing with the tab before letting his eyes rest on the course once more.

"I'm drinking in memory of my old team....They're three years gone now." His voice was wobbly and scratchy, as if he hadn't been speaking at all. But he did it. It's out in the air. Out for Gaz to listen and process it.

He had a small debate on downing the rest of the drink, yet he knew well his stomach wouldn't appreciate it. Another sip instead.

"... I'm sorry for your loss." Came the reply. He knows he shouldn't of but he laughed, loud but rough. He's never understood why people apologise for something they were they ever apart of. "Don't be, Garrick. Not like you caused it."

Another drift of silence, then a hand fell on his shoulder. "Being empathetic here, mate." Gaz mused, smile still light on his lips. Murphy met the hand before shrugging lightly.

"I get that, and it's appreciated, but..." he sighed, moving his free hand behind him to lean on it before adding "The phrase never made sense to me. Still doesn't."

His eyes only saw the kind and most certainly 'mother hen-ly' face Gaz had on him. Shithead definitely picked it up from Price. Almost spitting image.

"Guess it is a weird one. But I get the feeling of grief....Be surprised if anyone on this base didn't."

How many people here have to suffer from multiple grievancs at once? He couldn't help but think.

As far as he knew, Soup was the only one with a similar experience. Yet she seemed as if she was on top of the world. Murphy still felt as though he was on the rubble covered ground, the weight of his Commander's lifeless body against his. His fist clenched around the can, indenting it.

"So..." Gaz began, tone one of ease, as if he was trying to deviate a situation, "was someone in the Ranger's a hearty Guinness drinker?"

The Lieutenant nodded. "Commander was, yeah."

That made sense. Gaz hesitated before moving his hand from the brunet's shoulder to around his back. Murphy didn't make any movements to pull back, if anything he moved himself in a little further but couldn't meet Gaz's eyes.

Lifting his own bottle, he looked to the sky again and softly said "To your Commander then. And all your troops."

Guilt almost had him frozen in a vice as he lifted the can in solidarity. "To the Band of Brother's." It was a rocky start to dealing with their loss openly, but a start nonetheless.