Four and a half years ago, I started college as a computer science major. After 3 weeks of C++, I decided I had enough and switched to mechanical engineering. (Programming and I found love again much later)
What a journey it’s been. I went from not caring about school and hardly showing up in high school to struggling in calculus my freshman year as a result. Things changed, I changed. I became studious and thorough. I went from not caring at all to (unfortunately) caring too much. Weekends changed from partying and drinking to locked up in my bedroom or the library doing problem sets for hours. Friends were lost along the way because, for a lot of people, it’s really hard to believe that they give this much homework in engineering school. I still can’t believe how much work I had to do for this degree.
Engineering school was tough. I suffered a lot. But I never suffered alone. The relationships I formed through this shared agony are ones I will cherish forever. When we graduate together in May, we will probably cry together one last time but for joy and not over a test or Benenson or even Andreopolous.
Letting go of my life at this school is strange. I haven’t spent so much time in one place for so long except for maybe elementary school? I’m already missing all the classes I’ve taken and the time spent working on group projects with my buds.
Now I’m an engineer! Like is this even real?! I start my new job with Turner Construction in February and with that a new chapter in my life. I’m an adult now, I think?