The past 4 years...
The breakfast/lunches/dinners at the student center: Masala grill! (tres leche! How odd that I would find a Spanish dish at an Indian place?)
The 'studying' in the reading room. More like gossiping sessions.
The avoiding of professors for our design project. Lest they tell us to make another keyboard or find another PLL for our circuit!
The sitting in the last row for lectures, doing puzzles from the college newspaper instead of paying attention.
The bus rides from campus to campus, sitting way in the back and talking really loudly!
The cramming before exams, trying to figure out what the heck gauss's law and its derivation was, with the aid of an excessive amount of frappucinos.
The naming of professors instead of respectfully calling them by their last names. *ahem* BALD EAGLE!
The nights out to unwind from BME, but ending up watching the worst movie possible and coming out more stressed than we already were.
The joint celebrations of birthdays!!! :)
The Turkish movies that our friend invited us to watch for a club and falling in love with them!
The random psychic reading that we went to after ditching our class.
The dozing off in class, not caring whether the professor was watching us or not.
The addiction to onion bagel and vegetable cream cheese, that let us push past our freshman 15.
The Im-ing and long phone conversations, instead of doing problem sets. Mastering Physics!
The senior design conference: getting dressed up 'professionally' but knowing that we would probably make fools of ourselves in front of all the professors and people from big companies because we didn't exactly know how our own circuit worked.
The frantic search for internships/jobs/graduate school admissions.
The final papers and the loads of 'paraphrasing'.
The quoting of professors: "It's a promise, not a threat"... "Matlab-o-Phobia, Math-o-Phobia"... "You must massage the equation to get the answer you want"... "Ubiquitous"... "I do not give two bits for your grade".
The final lunches/dinners where we sat reminiscing about all of the above. Knowing that the past 4 years have been nothing but fun, and we haven't learned anything that would equip us for the real world... Hence, we will be left jobless!
But if I were given another chance, I would pick no other school, no other friends, no other classes and no other memories... I would want to relive every moment all over again. Heres to BME and the four years of undergrad! :) Cheers.
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The 'studying' in the reading room. More like gossiping sessions.
The avoiding of professors for our design project. Lest they tell us to make another keyboard or find another PLL for our circuit!
The sitting in the last row for lectures, doing puzzles from the college newspaper instead of paying attention.
The bus rides from campus to campus, sitting way in the back and talking really loudly!
The cramming before exams, trying to figure out what the heck gauss's law and its derivation was, with the aid of an excessive amount of frappucinos.
The naming of professors instead of respectfully calling them by their last names. *ahem* BALD EAGLE!
The nights out to unwind from BME, but ending up watching the worst movie possible and coming out more stressed than we already were.
The joint celebrations of birthdays!!! :)
The Turkish movies that our friend invited us to watch for a club and falling in love with them!
The random psychic reading that we went to after ditching our class.
The dozing off in class, not caring whether the professor was watching us or not.
The addiction to onion bagel and vegetable cream cheese, that let us push past our freshman 15.
The Im-ing and long phone conversations, instead of doing problem sets. Mastering Physics!
The senior design conference: getting dressed up 'professionally' but knowing that we would probably make fools of ourselves in front of all the professors and people from big companies because we didn't exactly know how our own circuit worked.
The frantic search for internships/jobs/graduate school admissions.
The final papers and the loads of 'paraphrasing'.
The quoting of professors: "It's a promise, not a threat"... "Matlab-o-Phobia, Math-o-Phobia"... "You must massage the equation to get the answer you want"... "Ubiquitous"... "I do not give two bits for your grade".
The final lunches/dinners where we sat reminiscing about all of the above. Knowing that the past 4 years have been nothing but fun, and we haven't learned anything that would equip us for the real world... Hence, we will be left jobless!
But if I were given another chance, I would pick no other school, no other friends, no other classes and no other memories... I would want to relive every moment all over again. Heres to BME and the four years of undergrad! :) Cheers.
