Some people call your twenties your "defining decade." That seems accurate and alliteration makes a good title so I'm going with it. I'm really excited for the ten years ahead because I have been innumerably blessed the past twenty.
1. What do I like to do?
Many things, including consuming ice cream in abnormal quantities. I have to study a lot but in my free time, I love being with people. I live with three of my best friends and it's the greatest decision I've ever made. I've traveled a lot and it's by far my favorite past time because it combines seeing new things and meeting new people. While I'm not globetrotting, I hang out with middle school girls and hopefully teach them about the Lord. They are awesome people and I'm not embarrassed to say I'm closer to many twelve year olds than some people my own age. I spend time doing other various things, but being the extrovert that I am, you can usually find me with someone else.
2. Why did I decide to study Electrical and Computer Engineering?
By process of elimination. I went to an amazing high school (Ursuline Academy) where I was encouraged in my strengths (Math and Science). I wanted a career that allowed me to learn how the world worked, problem solve, work in teams, and ultimately better this earth while I'm here. I started school as Biomedical Engineering which ended quickly after I passed out in my biology labs. What engineering discipline is the farthest from blood and guts? Computer. And here I am, three years later, still (mostly) interested in circuits and electricity and fascinated by programming and computing.
3. Why am I writing a blog?
Today is the first day back to school after Spring Break and my third mission trip to Harmons, Jamaica (you'll hear more about this later). So this question has two answers. I can't wrap my head around school just yet so I'm procrastinating. I've also learned a lot about myself and who I want to be in the past three years and sometimes writing is good for the soul. Let's get one thing straight though - I'm an engineering major with thoughts, not a writer. Forgive my occasional English faux pas and less than perfect grammar. My mother will happily send me corrections, so don't worry, eventually I will learn the most confusing language on earth.
4. Why do you care?
I honestly have no idea. Maybe my life is similar to yours and we have some sort of special internet bond. Maybe it's completely different and you're fascinated by my hilarity (I'm still working on my humility). Maybe you're my mom and I sent the link to you and you feel obligated to read my clumsy thoughts. Regardless, this is more for me than you, dear reader, but I'm still glad you're interested.
