Apologies for the lack of posts of late. College has happened upon me again in the most peculiar way and I find myself juggling grad school applications, senior projects, and sucking the marrow from my last year at Northwest Nazarene University.
As I apply for grad school, I find myself haunted by this shadow: the small school stigma. This plague follows the trend of the image header: I go to a small school with a small program, but because few people know about NNU, it is hard to get hired. Aaaand as the saying goes, I can’t get experience without getting hired and therefore I can’t get experience and so forth. The topic of the following blog post is one of my grad school letters referencing this stigma. I really like it, so I decided to push it here. Maybe it will inspire people to rise above their small school problems…I dunno. I just really like things I write late at night, especially when my entire future seemingly hangs on it…
This year I have had the privilege of working as a leader for an engineering project for my school. Long story short, I worked with a team of engineering students to design a payload that will ultimately find its way into a sounding rocket to be launched out of Wallops Flight Facility, travel 100 miles above sea level, and go zero to Mach 2 in less than two seconds. We collaborated with two organizations, American Semiconductor Inc. and NASA Jet Propulsion Laboratory. It was an absolutely incredible experience.
Here’s the rub though: I have never had this much responsibility before. For the love of everything good, I was 20 years old, leading a team building something that would go in space!
The stars have always fascinated me. I was that kid who had the solar system plastered on his walls and glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. As I grew older, the seed planted from laying in my bed staring at my plastic stars grew into laying out under the stars for hours, especially in August in Farragut, Idaho with minimal light pollution.
There has always been this allure to reach the unexplored around us. The early Americans called it Manifest Destiny, the idea that the settlers had the right to explore and claim the land they find for their own. Not the greatest concept, but that idea moved a nation across a country and traces of that notion made their way to the space race. We are explorers. Now we explore new feelings, new people, and explore more than just territories.
Here we go. The first post. Here is where I convince you that not only will you enjoy this blog, but that you will keep enjoying it in the posts to come. No one can promise you’ll like every post here (if they do they’re probably pitching their own) but I can make this statement: I’m going to try and make this real sweet and interesting for as long as possible.
I envision this blog as a place for 1) me to talk about the things I like, 2) you to respond with how much you like/dislike/despise/obsess over the things I like, and 3) us all to find more things to like.
Some of my initial ideas for posts would be reviews on some of my favorite pieces of technology (apps, phones, computers, all things smart), musings on life, and thoughts on coffee (both about coffee and while I am under the influence of the best bean).
I encourage you to join me on this venture.
Whatever you do, do with all your might – Aesop