Engineering ...

Before you start reading this post, you have to know exactly why, or in what state I'm writing. I am very fusterated, bored, and 'depressed.' I am frusterated of this whole engineering thing, it is no longer clear to me why I am studying Engineering in the first place, for that matter, I no longer remember why I came here. I am frusterated, because we students are torn between a lot of things. Profs, guy who started college after high school and never finished. The real world, where the most of us will end up. I am bored, because Engineering is boring. We literally live off stress. It is not fun. If I am not stressed about it, I will not perfect the effin HW, and some !@#!@ TA will screw me up, it doesn't matter that you understand or know the stuff. Depressed, just because!

Engineers mostly attribute their interest in engineering to many common reasons: I'm good at math, I like building things, it is interesting, it is a lot of money, dad told me so ... Add to that some reasons specific to Aerospace engineers: I want to bomb stuff! My response to these reasons are: If you are good at math, study math. Your chance of actually building things in engineering is as big as Karrie Fisher's bikini in Star Wars.(this is another story!) Interesting, turst me, unless you are a manager, you will be working on the thermal analysis of some screw in some plane's wing. The only interesting I see is the pack of stories about weird engineers. A lot money, yea right, for the amount of work done by engineers, the pay is a joke. Seriously, a lotta other things can get you much more money. Would your dad go to work for you? And for those who want to bomb things, ya rab, bomb them while they are watching a bombing video on youtube saying: Dude, this is soooo cooooooo .... BOFFFFFF!

Usually in my broring classes, I think! Just think about things, which is the only way to distract me from the horroble lecture. I come up with interesting thoughts, ideas, lines. I decide to write them in my blog, but once I sign on, they are all gone. So, I sit on my desk, holding my lemonade-filled Italian soda bottle, rumbling about my stupidty.

Back in the days, I really enjoyed engineering. I dunno what happened to me, which is killin me. Both not knowing what happened and not enjoyin it as much. In fact I still like studying engineering. And, I will say tht engineering is the most enjoyable material to study. But, the must environment accompanied with studying it. First, to actually be good at it, you have to loose any interest in anything else. Simply because you wont have time for it. Nevertheless, you wont be good enough, and you will struggle through it.

This last weekend, I went flying. Even though I suck at it, according to my standards. Piloting and flying is the thing tht I haven't given up on recently. I keep being somehow average pilot, but tht never gets to me. But in school, it always get to me. It always painfully irritates me when I'm not up to bar.

ok .. ok .. ok .. stop rambling. ... oh about the Karrie Fisher story. I was in the Wind Tunnel lab today, and some guy made a Star Wars joke about some plane model in there. I cluelessly didn't get the joke. So he tried harder saying it is star wars. Now, if you know me, you kno that star wars is not my favourite kinna movies. Besides, I only saw one of them, the most depressing movie I have ever seen ever. I mean come on, you can't make the hero evil and cut him apart! So, everbody in the lab was like: Ammar, you have to see it. I argued that I wont. Then they played the Karrie Fisher card. What was awakerd is that the two girls that was tellin me about it. "You kno Karrie Fisher ... She wears a very tiny small bikini in one of them." Yea ... thas wht u get from engr girls.

enuff ramblings ... just go listen to "Father and Son"