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Welcome to the temple of my folly! It all started on a day, not too long ago, when I got the bright idea to learn HTML. Being an intrepid sort, I immediately got online and found a few tutorials and such so I could learn. It all seemed so self-explanatory, just a few simple little abbreviations. Rather elegant it is really, and simple enough a monkey could do it. So I thought. Seeing as how I was feeling incredibly superior and full of my own cleverness, I decided I didn�t need to use a page builder program, I was ready to go right to the code. So I built this beautiful website, with subdirectories and everything, it was organised and efficient. And then came the next step: finding webspace. I looked around and found some free space and signed up and prepared to upload. Everything was going perfectly. It was then that I realised the awful truth: the space I had chosen didn�t support subdirectories!!! The horror of it! Two days (one for research, one to write the page) of hard work, completely useless! Why don�t they put up warning signs or something?? BEWARE THE SUBDIRECTORY. Or something to that effect. So I did the only thing any reasonable person could do. I threw a massive fit! I screamed and cursed and informed my computer that it would �Respect my authority!� while bashing the monitor with the keyboard. (Yes, that was a South Park reference.) Of course my beloved computer simply sat there and looked at me. I swear it had a smug look on its screen, and maybe, even a sly grin. All my screaming and cursing and bashing was having no effect, so I deleted my failed HTML files. I wiped out every single line. And, feeling much better, I went to bed and slept. Having calmed somewhat the next day, I rewrote everything, without the subdirectories this time, and uploaded it all onto my site. But it all seemed rather plain. So I went on a quest to find some graphics to dress things up a bit. That took another day of sorting through the vast amounts of crap that is readily available to find a few nice pictures. Then came the pain of uploading it all and incorporating it into the pages that were already there. The one thing I learned through all of this was just how boring writing straight code can be. You basically write yourself a form and then re-paste the same codes over and over again, just changing a number here, a name there. All in all, it�s really not as much fun as I�d been led to believe. Perhaps next time I�ll learn one of those page builder programs. The worst that could happen would be that I do another bad Cartman impersonation. Anyway, this is my temple of folly, and I lovingly dedicate it to all my friends who said, �You�re smart, you shouldn�t have any trouble learning to build websites at all.� You are all bloody evil, and I�ll get you for this eventually.
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