The English Paper
I am literate in binary. 1s and 0s. There's a correct answer to achieve. Not so in English. English is about emotions, making something abstract as words combine together. No on/off switch. Just a paper due in the morning.

Anyway, I'm not in the mood to write. So I did what any engineer in this situation would - I procrastinated. Then I went to Google. The first result informed me the best way to get in the mood to write is writing itself. I decided to write. But I don't want to write anything less-than-perfect on my paper, so I decided to start a blog instead. This obviously isn't graded. Thank goodness.
I guess you should know about me. That is the next logical step.



I'm a female, studying Electrical Engineering. This is my third semester, with no intention of quitting anytime soon. I love learning, and I L-O-V-E circuits. They make my heart sing. I am very intelligent in a very specific way. I made a 33 on my ACT, but have difficulty figuring out sarcasm. Being a real-life genius isn't quite like the movies. I have hair so tame my roommates are jealous, and am so lacking in common sense that I am 20 years away from the stereotypical absent-minded professor. This doesn't lead to moments of comedy, just painful embarrassment. I am pretty good at faking socialization skills, but all skills are pretend. I am analyzing, every moment of every interaction. I have complex algorithms build in my mind, created by experience and guiding me to my next statement.

On to my classes. I know what you're thinking: "So many guys! Your dating life must be spectacular!" Not so. Most of the guys that are comfortable enough to speak to girls already wear the left-hand hardware. Most of the single ones are more like this:



If you're looking for this picture, just google "stereotypical engineering student". Huzzah. Are my sisters as smart as me? No. They're smarter. My youngest sister beat me at chess when she was 6 and I was 16. When my next-to-youngest-sister was in 3rd grade, a reading comprehension test came along. After she flew through all the materials, someone opened a college textbook. She still understood perfectly. We are all overachievers, in every sense of the word.

I'm in the mood for writing my paper now. I'll post again... eventually.
Live long and prosper.