I’m an Engineer. I spent eight years of my life trying to become one. Why so long? I would like to say that I consider four of those years to be my High School years but that would be a lie. High School for me was less about my future than it was about being liked and getting good enough grades to avoid being lectured by parents and teachers. I was in advanced classes and did decent, but I would not have considered myself a good student. No, the truth is that I spent eight years in college. Eight years and I earned nothing more than a bachelors degree. I’m now 27 and only a year in, am at the beginning of my career. My situation is not desirable but it is becoming more and more common. With that said, I’m happy with the way things turned out. I chose a career that suits my interests and with effort on my part, can provide me with a comfortable living.
I originally went to college to appease my parents. I wanted to be an engineer but was following their dream more than my own. My dad had once told me that he thought I should become a Mechanical Engineer. He wasn’t pushy about it and I wasn’t brainwashed. I simply believed him because I had no better ideas.
In an effort to “save money,” I worked while attending a local community college to “get my generals out of the way.” My grades dropped consistently while my work hours increased. I maintained a passable GPA but was struggling until I learned about the ability to withdraw from classes. A free exit, it seemed, for when my lack of motivation and focus led to a class grade dropping below a recoverable limit. It got so bad during one semester that I only completed one of the four classes I signed up for; the rest I withdrew from to keep from damaging my mediocre GPA.
Then, after two and a half years of this, I got a notice in the mail. I was being put on academic probation for withdrawing from too many courses. I was told that I would need to pass all of my courses in the next semester or I would be suspended. Even that couldn’t jar me into waking up and focusing. I withdrew from one of the three courses I was taking and was subsequently suspended for a semester. I was being forced to drop school for a semester and was on the verge of losing everything my parents had hoped of me. But that’s when it hit me.
My time off gave me time to think and reflect on who I was and what I was doing with my life. Yes, that sounds corny, but being told indirectly that I was not good enough to attend acommunity college forced me to do some real soul searching. In high school I was the smart kid that did not try hard enough to ace his classes. In college, however, I was an unmotivated, lazy waste of time. If I didn’t try hard enough to finish my courses, the college wasn’t going to hold my hand, they were just going to kick me out. More importantly, however, I realized that the person I had been acting as wasn’t me. I knew I was intelligent and I understood the material I was in class to learn. I had become lazy and passive with regard to pursuit of education. It was something I sought because I felt I had to and not because I wanted to. That all had to change.
I increased my hours to full time for a spring and a summer semester. In the transition between those semesters, my suspension really hit me. It was the first spring since my toddler years that I hadn’t experience that last day of the school year and I didn’t have a degree. I felt like a failure and vowed to prove to myself that this wasn’t me.
I buckled down and hit the fall semester running. I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted to do afterwords, but I needed to get out of that school and into something legitimate. I was still taking classes geared for a mechanical engineering student when one of my classes was visited by a faculty member of the computer and electrical engineering department at Saint Cloud State University (SCSU). He spoke about their Computer Engineering program and sold me within the first couple of minutes. It wasn’t his sales pitch that sold me but his description of the field of study. It fit perfectly with my interests and sounded like something I really wanted to do. I did some research and in late february, had sent off an application to SCSU, along with a few other smaller state schools.
In the two semesters since my suspension, I had finished all of my courses with a 3.8 GPA, raising my cumulative GPA up above a 2.8 (yes, it had been THAT bad). When I began attending SCSU that fall, my confidence was sky-high. I was successful in attaining a bachelors of science in Computer Engineering and am completely happy with the career it has provided me. One would think I would look back on my years at that community college as a waste, but I don’t. Had I gone to a university and compiled debt, it would have been much more costly and might not have afforded me the second chance I had. More importantly though, I grew up and learned a lot about myself in the process. I look back on that time with no regrets. Sure I made some bad decisions, but my life has turned out great because of them. While slacking in community college I:
- dedicated much of my time to a Family Guy fan site through which I met my current girlfriend of five years. The two of us toured the Family Guy studios on our first “date.”
- worked as an assistant in an construction management office. I was the resident computer expert outside of the I.T. guy and was asked to develop several tools for the estimating and marketing departments. This experience made me stand out in the pool of intern applicants at the Boeing Company several years later. I interned with them for two years prior to graduation from SCSU and am now working full time with them as an engineer.
- was forced to become more aware of who I was and who I wanted to be. From that, I was able to confidently choose a major that I wanted for myself.