My Experience Through the Engineering Degree

This is Where My Learning Begins.

            I am now officially an engineering student, thanks to the dean's permission, and I am really thrilled to begin my first attendance as soon as possible. Students in my department are highly intrigued about me because I am a transferee student and a shifter from education to engineering studies. Students in my department are highly inquisitive about me because I am a transferee student and a shifter from education to engineering studies. Girls are whispering and boys are occasionally staring at me from head to toe. I have no idea what goes on in their heads, yet all I need to be an engineering student is to be a part of them. The first thing that comes to me when I think about making friends is to remain humble and nice, so I keep smiling at my classmates and the individuals I meet. As a result, I met Selvio, my classmate, who is the only person who can entertain me. Students in my department are not particularly pleasant, perhaps because they are geniuses with high standards, who are only interested in studying and conversing infrequently. Selvio approaches me politely and informs me about our schedule; he even tells me who our instructors are and directs me to our classrooms. Now begins my engineering student life, by the way, I was majoring in computer engineering. To let you know, I've never had a computer background lol.

                My first day in class began when I entered the classroom and our instructor introduced me, so I stood up and introduced myself as well. Since I am a transferee, they are perplexed about me and have speculated that I am too smart because it is unusual for a student from education to transfer to an engineering class. Fortunately, they are incorrect; I have no idea what I have enrolled in, and I have no knowledge of advanced mathematics or even computers; I was simply enrolled in that course due of my fantasies. I simply allowed them to think in that manner. Unfortunately, when my professor begins to explain algebra, I can't stop wondering where it comes from, so my brain suddenly stops, formulas fly, and I can't even hear my classmates, and my heart suddenly stops pumping, wondering what have I entered, did I make a smart decision? I recognized it was a horrible idea at the time, but I needed to go on or else I'd be judged by my colleagues, so I needed to act and think clever. I was thinking to myself, "I really need help with this," so I asked Selvio to assist me, and he laughed because he couldn't understand why I didn't understand what our professor thought was such a basic lesson. After that, I answered, "Really, it was basic?" Then I confessed to him that it had always been my dream to be an engineer, but I didn't have much knowledge of the subject because it wasn't covered in our school or because it was taught by teachers and I didn't pay attention, so Selvio understood me and taught me what to do. And because Selvio explains things clearly, I comprehend them quickly. However, anytime I was confident that I knew how to answer a problem, our professor would always offer us a new set of challenges that were unfamiliar to my classmates, making my heart race at every meeting. Our professor, in particular, desired a board work, which is an engineering method of displaying a solution on a board. So whenever we have a board work, I usually pray to God to make me invincible. Because I'm not sure how it works, when our professor looks for someone to answer, I'll sometimes make an excuse or look for something in my bag to keep myself occupied so the professor won't call me. Every day I feel as if someone is after me; it appears that I am about to be prosecuted, and I don't have a choice because I was the one who wanted it and believed it would be simple, but it isn't.