29 Mar It´s the first day of class. I sit down in my seat.
“There´s three equations”, the teacher starts.
I pull out my notebook; start writing down the equations.
“It´s about knowing how to use them”, he continues.
It´s 2003 in Blacksburg. I´m in jet propulsion design class at Virginia Tech. The semester goes on and we keep getting harder questions; maybe, not harder, but new situations. He shows us how these equations can be used to solve different problems.
I had been put on academic probation earlier, then when it ended, I returned to school.
Going back, I decided to change my mindset–I really want to be successful. Although, I had worked hard, to get that far, there were small changes that I could make that, I knew, would help me. For example, I knew that sitting near the front, I could focus more attention on what was trying to be taught in class. I made this change.
The TV changes to a news bulletin. The screen shows it. I understand it.
We are living in Fairfax. It´s nice here. I enjoy biking. My neighbor dares me to go down a steep hill in the area on my bike. I do. It doesn´t turn out well. I eat it at the bottom and scrape my knees up badly; fortunately, nothing´s broken.
“I want you to go with me to my house”, she tells me.
She´s one grade above me.
I´m pretty sure that I know what is going to happen; we go to her room.
“Close your eyes”, she tells me.
She kisses me.
I leave the house and go back home.
It´s time to pick a senior design project in college. I want to pick something that I´m interested in. I go with the human powered submarine.
First, we learn background on the project; next, we get our assignment:
The vehicle is changing from a rotational drive to a linear drive–like going from a bike to a stair stepper.
Engineering is designing on the margin.
It´s taking what you have and what you want, and making it function within the parameters.
I check the results of the International Submarine races.
The submarine set two World Records.