This is a short list of things I want to accomplish before my brain ceases function and my body deteriorates into the planet that I call my home. The list is in no particular order.
1) Live to see the year 2100.
Some people consider this an odd desire. Others see it as impossible. I see it as something that can be done with the right planning and the right life choices. The easy choices are not getting shot, not crashing my car, not getting hooked on heroine, and not having a killing curse rebound off of me causing a part of the soul of my would-be assassin latch on to me, ultimately leading to me having to die in order to kill that part of the soul by the very person who's soul it is.
Anyway…
2) Marry the love of my life.
I'm on the right path. And I think she feels the same way about me. But I'm far to young for that right now.
3) Create an iPhone app.
This is also a backup if the whole Environmental Engineering thing doesn't work out.
4) Become Successful
I'm not taking calculus 3 because I like it. I'm taking it because I want to make money.
5) Give my money to the places and people that have helped me with my success, and people/places I want to succeed
That includes, but is not limited to, my university, NPR, my family
6) Own stock in Apple.
I'm a fanboy now, I'm a fanboy tomorrow, I'm a fanboy forever.
7) Meet interesting people that I wouldn't normally meet
I always hear about interesting people with interesting jobs that I'll probably never meet. Something that I really want to do one day is have the ability to throw a dinner party and invite 100 different people that each have a different occupation and have 100 different stories to tell from that occupation. I want it to range from an accountant that handles millions of dollars every day, to an employee at a Wal-Mart, to a toll booth operator, to a doctor, to a crime scene investigator. The more divers, the better.
8) Walk on every continent on this earth.
So far I've had the opportunity to go to one continent other than the one I live on. This earth is so vast and ever changing that it's a shame that more people can't experience every inch of its beauty. I want to be able to do that.
9) Alter history for the better.
I've had this idea in my mind for several years. I've wanted to know what I can do so that the history books will write about me. I want to change this world. I once thought that the best way to do that is to start a religion, but now I realize what sort of horrors can come out of religion. Now I hope that I can help the environment for the better, and eventually help cause a drastic impact on the earth for the better.
10) Get arrested for what I think is right.
Within the last year or two, the 99% protests have helped give a voice to the middle class who are sick and tired of big business kicking us around. I wish I was able to participate in the rallies and protests, but unfortunately I was in class.
That's all I can think of for now. I might add some later
P.S. It's good to be back.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Calculators
You guys are probably really mad at me. Either that, or you haven't noticed that the last time I posted here was September. But oh well.
I realize that blogging is a healthy release of general frustrations toward the world, and without it, I slowly but surely start alienating all of my friends until I am left wrapped in a cocoon of myself.
But that's not the topic of today's instruction. Today we talk about calculators!
Today I had a calculus test, because I'm a big nerd who takes calc, and apparently we weren't allowed to use our calculators. So I tried my danmdest on it but still forgot how to do a few of the problems, and I'm pretty sure I didn't do my best. Fortunately it's a test that the teacher lets you retake. So I wasn't completely screwed. But as I realized that I didn't know how to do the remaining 3 problems, I came into this bubble of anger and frustration toward the teacher because we weren't allowed to use our calculators. This was the first test that we couldn't use them. When in my future life am I going to walk into a room, and be told "hey. You have to integrate this problem or else we won't hire you to engineer our shit." When? The real world has calculators. The real world has the internet. The real world has group work, and collaboration. I thought college was supposed to prepare you for the real world. It just doesn't make sense. Conrad Wolfram, the man who created Wolfram|Alpha said "In math education, we're spending about perhaps 80 percent of the time teaching people to do [computation] by hand. Yet, that's the one step computers can do better than any human after years of practice. Instead, we ought to be using computers to do [computation] and using the students to spend much more effort on learning how to do steps one, two and four -- conceptualizing problems, applying them, getting the teacher to run them through how to do that." It's a quote from his 2010 Ted Talk. I'll post the link at the bottom; it's one of my favorites.
Calculators are a metaphor really for all other various pieces of technology that have made our lives easier. It makes no sense that we have to purposefully cripple ourselves to do things that we will never see in the same format in the real world. Highschool is even worse than college, but that's a whole other mess to deal with.
I don't see how my life or career would be improved or better in the least because I was forced to learn how to integrate by parts, when I don't even know when integrations are used in the real world. Call me bitter because I am.
I guess it's sort of inevitable. The world is an imperfect place. If it was, then everything would be so much more boring.
I've got nothing else on this rant. I'll be sure to blog more often folks. Æ is back.
http://www.ted.com/talks/conrad_wolfram_teaching_kids_real_math_with_computers.html
-Æ
I realize that blogging is a healthy release of general frustrations toward the world, and without it, I slowly but surely start alienating all of my friends until I am left wrapped in a cocoon of myself.
But that's not the topic of today's instruction. Today we talk about calculators!
Today I had a calculus test, because I'm a big nerd who takes calc, and apparently we weren't allowed to use our calculators. So I tried my danmdest on it but still forgot how to do a few of the problems, and I'm pretty sure I didn't do my best. Fortunately it's a test that the teacher lets you retake. So I wasn't completely screwed. But as I realized that I didn't know how to do the remaining 3 problems, I came into this bubble of anger and frustration toward the teacher because we weren't allowed to use our calculators. This was the first test that we couldn't use them. When in my future life am I going to walk into a room, and be told "hey. You have to integrate this problem or else we won't hire you to engineer our shit." When? The real world has calculators. The real world has the internet. The real world has group work, and collaboration. I thought college was supposed to prepare you for the real world. It just doesn't make sense. Conrad Wolfram, the man who created Wolfram|Alpha said "In math education, we're spending about perhaps 80 percent of the time teaching people to do [computation] by hand. Yet, that's the one step computers can do better than any human after years of practice. Instead, we ought to be using computers to do [computation] and using the students to spend much more effort on learning how to do steps one, two and four -- conceptualizing problems, applying them, getting the teacher to run them through how to do that." It's a quote from his 2010 Ted Talk. I'll post the link at the bottom; it's one of my favorites.
Calculators are a metaphor really for all other various pieces of technology that have made our lives easier. It makes no sense that we have to purposefully cripple ourselves to do things that we will never see in the same format in the real world. Highschool is even worse than college, but that's a whole other mess to deal with.
I don't see how my life or career would be improved or better in the least because I was forced to learn how to integrate by parts, when I don't even know when integrations are used in the real world. Call me bitter because I am.
I guess it's sort of inevitable. The world is an imperfect place. If it was, then everything would be so much more boring.
I've got nothing else on this rant. I'll be sure to blog more often folks. Æ is back.
http://www.ted.com/talks/conrad_wolfram_teaching_kids_real_math_with_computers.html
-Æ
Monday, September 27, 2010
Feed the Ego
Confrontation is inevitable.
When there is more than one person, there will be confrontation.
And sometimes there is confrontation with merely one person...
With confrontation comes various factors, such as differing opinions, argumentation, debate, lies, exaggeration, fact-spinning, altering perspectives, and in some circumstances, violence.
In an average day, there are countless confrontations in this world, ranging from children arguing in a playground, people debating over price in a market place, intellectuals debating at a university, to violent wars being fought in a far-off land.
It has been debated, by various debaters, what the best option is in order to be more victorious when it comes to the average daily debate. Some say that the "compliment sandwich" is the most effective strategy. This involves beginning with a complement to the opposing side, making a more offensive, rude, or more honest and straight-forward statement, followed by another compliment.
A second theory has recently surfaced where one begins with an insult, and due to the fact that people focus more on what is being stated when they hear or read something they disagree with, the person conversing begins complimenting the opposing side. This "scores points" for the conversing side, metaphorically speaking.
There is, however, a new theory to debate that I wish to spend time conversing about. It may have already been thought up. In fact, I am nearly certain that it has, but I am going to type about it anyway.
The concept I am referring to is the title of this blog post.
"Feed the Ego."
In an average debate, there are two people who have taken facts, and manipulated them in their own different ways to formulate their own separate but opposing opinions. Some debates are more important than others. This theory cannot be used in, say, a presidential debate. However, there are certain instances in smaller, more minuscule and pointless arguments.
The basis of this concept is that one side has done something wrong, I shall refer to is as "side A," and the side that is upset with side A will be named side G..I mean.."side B."
So let's put this concept in action with an example.
Side A is walking down the street and gets bumped into by Side B. Side B becomes angry, and begins scolding side A in a forceful, and possibly violent manner. So what should Side A do? (We shall refer to Side A as a male for the sake of ease) Should he point out that it was not his fault, due to the fact that the collision was inevitable from his point of view because Side B was not paying attention to the surroundings? Should he continue to point out other various factors that lead to the occurrence, explaining that it was more or less inevitable because of said factors that are beyond his, Side A's, control? Perhaps. This may take time, lengthy explanation, careful word choice, further anger and frustration for both sides, and could end up worsening the possible relationship the two sides may have in the future.
Or Side A could implement "Feed the Ego." This would involve immediately beginning with two things; perhaps not the first, but most definitely the second. It begins with an apology. This simple act may involve the swallowing of one's pride, even in the face of blatant arrogance and/or stupidity, but it is almost always required. The second step, now this one you cannot avoid, is to agree with the opponent. Yes, you read me correctly. Side A must agree with Side B. This give an "Ego enhancing effect" which is a term that I just made up. Once Side B hears that they are both in agreement on the matter, the confrontational feeling is quickly diffused. The concrete walls of argument begin to crumble, per se. This is where a critical point comes into focus for Side A. He has many choices at this moment in time, and depending on what he chooses, it could drastically alter the situation in various ways. He could possibly alter how the opposing side feels about the matter, maybe placing the blame on a third party, such as the fictional "Side C." As long as Side A continues with the idea that he is now in agreement with Side B, he could say anything at all, as long as it comes back to the fact that some other third party is the cause of the problem in the first place.
You look perplexed.
I'll give you a real live example from my past.
I had a megaphone all decked out in school colors and I used it to cheer for my teammates during swim meets. The end of the year comes and I pass the megaphone down to the Junior class. In order to commemorate my class, the class that started the new tradition, we chose to write our names on a piece of paper, have it laminated, and planned on super-gluing it to the megaphone. The first debate raged about where to glue it, with the winners deciding that outside below the handing should be the spot. The deed is done and the Junior girl who has been selected to watch over the megaphone is angry. She didn't like the spot it was placed in and wanted it to either be moved, or plans to continue placing the names of the graduating swimmers on the outside of the megaphone. This I cannot allow.
The debate, being tedious and moronic as it was, became a perfect opportunity to use the concept I've been rambling about for the last 900 words. However, in this situation, an apology is not required. I begin, as I should, by agreeing with her, telling her that I was on her side all along, and that the real opposition is blahblahblah it doesn't matter. I then explain to her why the situation is the way it is, reminding her that it was out of my control, and that the megaphone would look terrible with it either covered in laminated paper or a giant glue spot bellow the handle. She understands, and the debate is over. Boom. Easy.
Even though she lost, she still comes out feeling in the right, feeling that her idea was correct, but that the nameless opposing forces are the true enemy.
I think I'm ranting again.
What was the point of this?
Oh right. So another aspect of "Feeding the Ego" is called "Extreme Ego Feeding" which is another term I just made up on the spot.
This involves a situation where one side, Side A must explain his actions to the opposing side. There are plenty of options in such a situation; playing the victim, fanning the flames (also known as "trolling," in the virtual world,) beating around the bush, deep and thorough explanation in hopes for understanding, or the easiest and most effective technique, "Extreme Ego Feeding." This sticks with the concept of ego feeding without delving into the secondary concept of manipulation. It means Side A does not acknowledge the existence of a "Side C" and focuses on his primary objective of "Ego Feeding." Explaining that he is ultimately and inexplicably in the wrong and that Side B is in the right shall most likely place the argument to rest.
But use with caution. This version of "Feeding the Ego" may lead to an even larger argument in the future if Side A refuses to swallow his pride and deflate his own ego. It must be used carefully, or else feelings of anger and frustration may build up with no outlet except either a major argument or a meaningless lengthy blog post that, most likely, no one will ever read.
...Anyway...
-Æ
When there is more than one person, there will be confrontation.
And sometimes there is confrontation with merely one person...
With confrontation comes various factors, such as differing opinions, argumentation, debate, lies, exaggeration, fact-spinning, altering perspectives, and in some circumstances, violence.
In an average day, there are countless confrontations in this world, ranging from children arguing in a playground, people debating over price in a market place, intellectuals debating at a university, to violent wars being fought in a far-off land.
It has been debated, by various debaters, what the best option is in order to be more victorious when it comes to the average daily debate. Some say that the "compliment sandwich" is the most effective strategy. This involves beginning with a complement to the opposing side, making a more offensive, rude, or more honest and straight-forward statement, followed by another compliment.
A second theory has recently surfaced where one begins with an insult, and due to the fact that people focus more on what is being stated when they hear or read something they disagree with, the person conversing begins complimenting the opposing side. This "scores points" for the conversing side, metaphorically speaking.
There is, however, a new theory to debate that I wish to spend time conversing about. It may have already been thought up. In fact, I am nearly certain that it has, but I am going to type about it anyway.
The concept I am referring to is the title of this blog post.
"Feed the Ego."
In an average debate, there are two people who have taken facts, and manipulated them in their own different ways to formulate their own separate but opposing opinions. Some debates are more important than others. This theory cannot be used in, say, a presidential debate. However, there are certain instances in smaller, more minuscule and pointless arguments.
The basis of this concept is that one side has done something wrong, I shall refer to is as "side A," and the side that is upset with side A will be named side G..I mean.."side B."
So let's put this concept in action with an example.
Side A is walking down the street and gets bumped into by Side B. Side B becomes angry, and begins scolding side A in a forceful, and possibly violent manner. So what should Side A do? (We shall refer to Side A as a male for the sake of ease) Should he point out that it was not his fault, due to the fact that the collision was inevitable from his point of view because Side B was not paying attention to the surroundings? Should he continue to point out other various factors that lead to the occurrence, explaining that it was more or less inevitable because of said factors that are beyond his, Side A's, control? Perhaps. This may take time, lengthy explanation, careful word choice, further anger and frustration for both sides, and could end up worsening the possible relationship the two sides may have in the future.
Or Side A could implement "Feed the Ego." This would involve immediately beginning with two things; perhaps not the first, but most definitely the second. It begins with an apology. This simple act may involve the swallowing of one's pride, even in the face of blatant arrogance and/or stupidity, but it is almost always required. The second step, now this one you cannot avoid, is to agree with the opponent. Yes, you read me correctly. Side A must agree with Side B. This give an "Ego enhancing effect" which is a term that I just made up. Once Side B hears that they are both in agreement on the matter, the confrontational feeling is quickly diffused. The concrete walls of argument begin to crumble, per se. This is where a critical point comes into focus for Side A. He has many choices at this moment in time, and depending on what he chooses, it could drastically alter the situation in various ways. He could possibly alter how the opposing side feels about the matter, maybe placing the blame on a third party, such as the fictional "Side C." As long as Side A continues with the idea that he is now in agreement with Side B, he could say anything at all, as long as it comes back to the fact that some other third party is the cause of the problem in the first place.
You look perplexed.
I'll give you a real live example from my past.
I had a megaphone all decked out in school colors and I used it to cheer for my teammates during swim meets. The end of the year comes and I pass the megaphone down to the Junior class. In order to commemorate my class, the class that started the new tradition, we chose to write our names on a piece of paper, have it laminated, and planned on super-gluing it to the megaphone. The first debate raged about where to glue it, with the winners deciding that outside below the handing should be the spot. The deed is done and the Junior girl who has been selected to watch over the megaphone is angry. She didn't like the spot it was placed in and wanted it to either be moved, or plans to continue placing the names of the graduating swimmers on the outside of the megaphone. This I cannot allow.
The debate, being tedious and moronic as it was, became a perfect opportunity to use the concept I've been rambling about for the last 900 words. However, in this situation, an apology is not required. I begin, as I should, by agreeing with her, telling her that I was on her side all along, and that the real opposition is blahblahblah it doesn't matter. I then explain to her why the situation is the way it is, reminding her that it was out of my control, and that the megaphone would look terrible with it either covered in laminated paper or a giant glue spot bellow the handle. She understands, and the debate is over. Boom. Easy.
Even though she lost, she still comes out feeling in the right, feeling that her idea was correct, but that the nameless opposing forces are the true enemy.
I think I'm ranting again.
What was the point of this?
Oh right. So another aspect of "Feeding the Ego" is called "Extreme Ego Feeding" which is another term I just made up on the spot.
This involves a situation where one side, Side A must explain his actions to the opposing side. There are plenty of options in such a situation; playing the victim, fanning the flames (also known as "trolling," in the virtual world,) beating around the bush, deep and thorough explanation in hopes for understanding, or the easiest and most effective technique, "Extreme Ego Feeding." This sticks with the concept of ego feeding without delving into the secondary concept of manipulation. It means Side A does not acknowledge the existence of a "Side C" and focuses on his primary objective of "Ego Feeding." Explaining that he is ultimately and inexplicably in the wrong and that Side B is in the right shall most likely place the argument to rest.
But use with caution. This version of "Feeding the Ego" may lead to an even larger argument in the future if Side A refuses to swallow his pride and deflate his own ego. It must be used carefully, or else feelings of anger and frustration may build up with no outlet except either a major argument or a meaningless lengthy blog post that, most likely, no one will ever read.
...Anyway...
-Æ
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Fluctuation
I've been having some writer's block since my last post.
I start this new blog, try and hype it up so it'll be super popular, and then I just never post on the damn thing.
I start writing a post and then 3 sentences in, I give up and never touch it again.
Alas.
Today has been an interesting day. Fluctuation is the topic for discussion, as you can see. That is how my day has been in one simple word. Coincidentally, that's how my life has been also. I try to stay positive, and I'm good at staying positive. Why wouldn't I be? I've got loads of friends. My life is on track. My goals are set. I'm just living day by day trying to attain said goals.
But within that box is a collection of individual boxes.
My day by day has been its own challenge. Who knows what I'm really talking about here? I would safely assume everyone.
I could begin ranting about how shitty my day has been, ranging from the fact that I got terrible grades on 2 quizzes in two classes in the course of several hours. I could complain about a certain subject that is slowly driving me insane, but I don't really want to get into it too deeply in such an open forum such as this. Perhaps in a later post.
I think I'm ranting again....
The problem is everyone has their own group of problems. I tell myself not to complain because I know my circumstances are good and i really have nothing worthy to complain about. I begin thinking about specific people who do have something to complain about. And then I think about life as those people, and how they also don't have room to complain because of an entire new group of people that has circumstances even worse than them. It is a never ending cycle until you come to realize that...that we all complain because it's natural. We all complain because we're human. We all complain because we are vocal creatures. We should complain. We should bitch and moan about things. Certainly not everything, but if a circumstance has caused you harm or trouble or difficulty in your life, you have every right to complain about it. I can't say who you should complain to, because I know some people will most likely hit you in the head and tell you to "quit your bitchin'."
My vision is shaking...Is that bad? Oh well... Doesn't matter...
I really hope this makes sense to people, because I have a feeling that I'm in the wrong state of mind to make sense.
Fluctuation.
I worry about the fact that I didn't get a good grade on something.
A woman worries she won't have enough money for rent this month.
A man worries he can't feed his child.
A woman worries she can't go outside because there are bombs going off in her city on a daily basis.
Did I mention I didn't do well on some schoolwork?
Perspective.
Perhaps if we all had a little more perspective on things, we could understand better.
What do I know? I've barely got any perspective on things and I'm the most open-minded person I know.
That's called Irony...I think...
I think once I shine a light on some specific problems, it may help with others that continue to rattle about in the ole' noggin. Maybe if I shine a light on the monster, I wouldn't feel like such a baby. Maybe if I knew what I was covering up from the world, I could actually reveal it. Maybe I'm just not making any damn sense no matter what I type in this stupid box.
I'm done with this.
-Æ
I start this new blog, try and hype it up so it'll be super popular, and then I just never post on the damn thing.
I start writing a post and then 3 sentences in, I give up and never touch it again.
Alas.
Today has been an interesting day. Fluctuation is the topic for discussion, as you can see. That is how my day has been in one simple word. Coincidentally, that's how my life has been also. I try to stay positive, and I'm good at staying positive. Why wouldn't I be? I've got loads of friends. My life is on track. My goals are set. I'm just living day by day trying to attain said goals.
But within that box is a collection of individual boxes.
My day by day has been its own challenge. Who knows what I'm really talking about here? I would safely assume everyone.
I could begin ranting about how shitty my day has been, ranging from the fact that I got terrible grades on 2 quizzes in two classes in the course of several hours. I could complain about a certain subject that is slowly driving me insane, but I don't really want to get into it too deeply in such an open forum such as this. Perhaps in a later post.
I think I'm ranting again....
The problem is everyone has their own group of problems. I tell myself not to complain because I know my circumstances are good and i really have nothing worthy to complain about. I begin thinking about specific people who do have something to complain about. And then I think about life as those people, and how they also don't have room to complain because of an entire new group of people that has circumstances even worse than them. It is a never ending cycle until you come to realize that...that we all complain because it's natural. We all complain because we're human. We all complain because we are vocal creatures. We should complain. We should bitch and moan about things. Certainly not everything, but if a circumstance has caused you harm or trouble or difficulty in your life, you have every right to complain about it. I can't say who you should complain to, because I know some people will most likely hit you in the head and tell you to "quit your bitchin'."
My vision is shaking...Is that bad? Oh well... Doesn't matter...
I really hope this makes sense to people, because I have a feeling that I'm in the wrong state of mind to make sense.
Fluctuation.
I worry about the fact that I didn't get a good grade on something.
A woman worries she won't have enough money for rent this month.
A man worries he can't feed his child.
A woman worries she can't go outside because there are bombs going off in her city on a daily basis.
Did I mention I didn't do well on some schoolwork?
Perspective.
Perhaps if we all had a little more perspective on things, we could understand better.
What do I know? I've barely got any perspective on things and I'm the most open-minded person I know.
That's called Irony...I think...
I think once I shine a light on some specific problems, it may help with others that continue to rattle about in the ole' noggin. Maybe if I shine a light on the monster, I wouldn't feel like such a baby. Maybe if I knew what I was covering up from the world, I could actually reveal it. Maybe I'm just not making any damn sense no matter what I type in this stupid box.
I'm done with this.
-Æ
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Little Freshy Freshman
Hello readers.
For those of you who don't know, My name is Alex. I am currently a freshman at FGCU. If you don't know what that stands for, you should probably look it up....
Anyway, to address my past readers, the ones who followed my old blog, I'd like to thank you for your support by reading, and thank you for following me to my new blog. Which is this one...
And to my new readers... WELCOME! This is my new blog to proceed my old blog from high school. If you'd like to read it, here's the link...
http://aerlenbach.blogspot.com
People say that it's worth the read. I think you should check it out. But only if you want... No pressure... What? you want that link again? Oh here it is!
http://aerlenbach.blogspot.com
Anyway...
So here I am, a freshy-mc-freshenstein at FGCU. I hope I don't screw up... I am the last person in my immediate family to go to college...
Oh right! I need to explain a little bit about myself for the new readers who are wondering who the hell I am.
I've got three older sisters. They graduated from some other Universities in this state I'm in. They're basically the smartest people I know. I go into better detail about myself in my old blog... What's that? You lost the link already?? Alright I guess I'll give it to you again...
http://aerlenbach.blogspot.com
Don't lose this one.Sorry it's not an actual clicky link. The blog is being stupid. Hopefully I'll fix that soon...
Anyway...
I named this blog "The Engineering Eagle" because my goal is to become an environmental engineer here at FGCU; and for those of you who don't know, the mascot at FGCU is Azul the Eagle. So I figured this name was suitable.
I've decided to do a little but more with the design of my blog. My old one was a bit generic, so I figured new chapter, new and better design. The way it looks now (now being the time I posted this) will probably get changed at some point. It's a work in progress. If any of you want to give me feedback about the way it looks, good or bad, will be accepted and taken into consideration. And if you have any sort of comment or question or feedback, or if you just want to say "hi," that'd be fine too.
We don't turn down constructive criticism here.
So I guess I ought to talk about my first day here at college. I got here, signed in, unpacked my stuff, got some food, bought some extra stuff I needed, brought them back to my dorm room, and then started partying.
A large social gathering was going on right outside of my building, where all of the freshmen were sitting there drinking soda and talking. I really hope the parties are better than that at this school...
It was extremely depressing. There was no point. It was 83 degrees outside with about 400% humidity. It was like being in a sauna. Surrounded by 300 people. All drinking soda. Listening to music blasted at about 3,000 decibels. Then some cool people, and I decided to wander around the dorms for about 3 hours in order to find something to do.
Even though we didn't really do much of anything, the adventure was worth it in the end.
The adventures... that's what I hope the next four years of my live is going to be about.
I know school is important. I plan on working my ass off, but any good adventure, whether it be to Amsterdam, Tallahassee, or to Biscayne Hall, is worth it. Life is just s series of adventures. One right after the other. Some of them really suck, but some of them totally rock. My adventure has just begun. I plan on making it the best one I've ever had.
-Æ
For those of you who don't know, My name is Alex. I am currently a freshman at FGCU. If you don't know what that stands for, you should probably look it up....
Anyway, to address my past readers, the ones who followed my old blog, I'd like to thank you for your support by reading, and thank you for following me to my new blog. Which is this one...
And to my new readers... WELCOME! This is my new blog to proceed my old blog from high school. If you'd like to read it, here's the link...
http://aerlenbach.blogspot.com
People say that it's worth the read. I think you should check it out. But only if you want... No pressure... What? you want that link again? Oh here it is!
http://aerlenbach.blogspot.com
Anyway...
So here I am, a freshy-mc-freshenstein at FGCU. I hope I don't screw up... I am the last person in my immediate family to go to college...
Oh right! I need to explain a little bit about myself for the new readers who are wondering who the hell I am.
I've got three older sisters. They graduated from some other Universities in this state I'm in. They're basically the smartest people I know. I go into better detail about myself in my old blog... What's that? You lost the link already?? Alright I guess I'll give it to you again...
http://aerlenbach.blogspot.com
Don't lose this one.Sorry it's not an actual clicky link. The blog is being stupid. Hopefully I'll fix that soon...
Anyway...
I named this blog "The Engineering Eagle" because my goal is to become an environmental engineer here at FGCU; and for those of you who don't know, the mascot at FGCU is Azul the Eagle. So I figured this name was suitable.
I've decided to do a little but more with the design of my blog. My old one was a bit generic, so I figured new chapter, new and better design. The way it looks now (now being the time I posted this) will probably get changed at some point. It's a work in progress. If any of you want to give me feedback about the way it looks, good or bad, will be accepted and taken into consideration. And if you have any sort of comment or question or feedback, or if you just want to say "hi," that'd be fine too.
We don't turn down constructive criticism here.
So I guess I ought to talk about my first day here at college. I got here, signed in, unpacked my stuff, got some food, bought some extra stuff I needed, brought them back to my dorm room, and then started partying.
A large social gathering was going on right outside of my building, where all of the freshmen were sitting there drinking soda and talking. I really hope the parties are better than that at this school...
It was extremely depressing. There was no point. It was 83 degrees outside with about 400% humidity. It was like being in a sauna. Surrounded by 300 people. All drinking soda. Listening to music blasted at about 3,000 decibels. Then some cool people, and I decided to wander around the dorms for about 3 hours in order to find something to do.
Even though we didn't really do much of anything, the adventure was worth it in the end.
The adventures... that's what I hope the next four years of my live is going to be about.
I know school is important. I plan on working my ass off, but any good adventure, whether it be to Amsterdam, Tallahassee, or to Biscayne Hall, is worth it. Life is just s series of adventures. One right after the other. Some of them really suck, but some of them totally rock. My adventure has just begun. I plan on making it the best one I've ever had.
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