The Life of an Engineering Student :: Engineer Education Papers

The Life of an Engineering Student Im drinking cocktails out of a coconut on the rim when the Ocean begins to beep. Its 700am, Monday morning. I booze the alarm clock across the room and it crashes on the opposite wall. Subconsciously, I drag myself out of bed. Blind without my cont exploits and still lying on the beach sipping cocktails in a far off land, I dont realize the sleeping accommodation door is closed until my nose impacts it. My nose gives, the door doesnt. I administer into the bathroom, start the shower, and plop in my contacts. I massage my chin, which is sporting devil days of scruffy growth. I tell myself that Ill shave tomorrow. The showers hot for the primary two minutes and then it turns cold. My eyes fire open for the beginning(a) time. I wonder why a building designed for twenty dollar bill people can only handle one person fetching a shower. I towel off and drag a reave across my head. The deodorant is there, scarcely it seems my toothbrush has walked off. A finger has to act as a substitute. I slip on a reduplicate of flannel boxers. They have a tear down the leg from wear off due to heavy wear. It takes months for a new pair of boxers to travel comfortable, hence, no man ever throws his shorts a instruction. Dissolved by the cyclic loading of the wash machine, boxers just dont make it out of the laundry one day. Its a mystery that men still ponder duration sipping a beer at the bar on a Friday night. My jeans havent been cleaned in days, but that doesnt matter. A T-shirt and shoes add the finishing touches. I slow down my watch. Its 735am and theres no way Im going to make it for my 745 mechanics of materials lab. I jump on my mountain bike in full stride and blow four red lights on the way to Engineering Hall. I nearly knock over a abject frosh who c belessly steps into the bike lane on University Avenue. Clipping his backpack, I turn my head to see if I knocked him over. I dont fret it because freshmen are pretty duct ile when it comes to things like that. Besides, Im sure I didnt cause all permanent trauma. The Professor has started the pre-lab lecture when I enter the room. This is a third estate stress-strain diagram for low carbon steel.