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Introduction
Going back and forth on campus, I'd always see the liberal arts people just frolicking on the grass, doing homework, having a class in the sun with coffee and nice eats beside them. I'd always be headed to the dungeons of the EE building (thank god they're moving to newer locations) where I was bound to find someone ready to wage war on me; whether it was a TA refusing to help with an assignment or some lab partner trying to keep a bipolar junction transistor stay active instead of saturated.
I decided to minor in English, and loved the combination. One class, I'd have my world rocked (no, not in a good way) by Laplace transforms, then the next one would be on the sunny side of campus, reading poetry and living up the stereotype of pseudo-intellectuals: turtlenecks, coffee, crossed legs, and completely endless conversations. That's what I loved about liberal arts. It was liberating, though not so challenging. That, is why engineering kicks ass. Sorry softies...
Anyhow, I hope you can go through some of my writing. I just thought I'd share all the stuff I still had lying around.