I graduate in 28 days. Twenty. Eight. Days. I can’t even comprehend how fast this semester has gone. Usually I look at my phone’s “countdown to graduation” widget and think, oh, dear god, THAT many days left? But this semester that widget has looked more like a stopwatch. Every time I look at it I’m shocked. Wait, how many days left? How many weeks is that? There’s so little time!
There’s three final projects to finish, a graduation stage to walk across, a ton of preparation for my Europe trip, packing up my entire apartment, signing a new lease across the state, scheduling movers, moving, and, most importantly, hours of celebration. All this before the end of June!
How to explain my extended absence this time, readers? It’s not that I haven’t had time. That’s my usual excuse. I have had time. It’s thoughts I’ve been short on. Senioritis. I’m at a loss for anything interesting to say about school.
I’m going to go on another rant about group projects. I know I’ve written about that before, but that was an eloquent, well thought-out post, whereas this is just going to be me bitching. Here goes. The team thing is just out of control. Senior design project: teams of five. Alternative energy projects: teams of two. Heat transfer lab: write the lab reports in teams of two or three. Heat transfer lab project: teams of three.
Okay, here’s the thing – I can’t stand how some students write engineering reports and give engineering presentations. I’m just going to go ahead and say it. And it’s probably going to make me sound like a Snooty-McSnootypants, but I guess I can live with that.
Something comes over students when they have to write a report or give a presentation about a technical topic that makes them forget how to speak in regular, clear English. They decide that in order to sound smart and technically competent that they need to use a different version of English with lots of extra words and fussy synonyms.
“A wind tunnel was utilized to simulate the air stream acting upon the wing.”