Here I am, on a small, turbulent, propeller-driven plane, flying to Tahoe/Mammoth to snowmobile with my Dad and close family friend. I’m returning to the state that I’ve always called home – that I’ve always talked so highly of. It was Robert, a classmate and friend of mine, who motivated me to write this post. He and I were catching a quick sandwich before a long night in the CSE labs when he casually asked me, “So do you regret coming to Seattle?” His question struck me and made me realize something – that for the four years that I’ve spent in Seattle, I’ve always complained about it – complained about the weather, complained about the people, complained about the school. I realized now that most people probably think that I regret coming here, but that’s definitely not the case.
I’ve started getting the “holy shit I’m graduation” feelings; they started with my last long night in the labs. These feelings have gotten me to reflect on my time spent in Seattle, and I’ve realized that I’ve loved my college life. I wanted to write this post for those of you that I’ve grown close to and that I’ve spent time with. I will greatly miss Seattle when I leave.
My freshman year was spent in Lander dorm, where my soon-to-be best friend and I would ponder the strange drinking habits of many of the residents. The two of us were still attached to our high school friends and family, but we had a good time on Lander 2. Academically I strived for good grades in hopes of being admitted to the CSE department at the end of the year. Socially I met a lot of good people and had a lot of fun with those people.
I was ecstatic when I received my acceptance email to the CSE department at the start of my sophomore year, and I began classes that autumn. I fell in love with my major, and, as many of my friends will tell you, was consumed by it. I would spend long nights in the labs during the week and weekend, and I loved it. I would always have a half-delusional vision while leaving the labs early in the morning of me breathing little ones and zeros of fire. Jim‘s delusion was slightly different, though. He saw us sitting on a large green hill with a wand, summoning bits of code in the sky to fit into place. I loved this year and learned so much. I was also exposed to one of the most beautiful areas I’ve ever visited – the Olympic Peninsula. Some friends and I took a backpacking trip to an isolated half-moon beach, where we woke up to warm temperatures, crashing waves just feet away, and blue skies. The experience was absolutely stunning.
Junior year wasn’t much different. In fact, it was even more consuming. I begin senior-level courses this year, which made the previous year look like kindergarten. I learned all sorts of things about databases, operating systems, compilers, and distributed computing – all nerd things that I’m still intrigued by. I also grew closer to many of my newly-discovered CSE friends, and my non-CSE friends narrowed only slightly. I had a blast my junior year, especially while living in the neat town of Fremont.
Senior year, this year, was/is similar, yet also very different than junior year. Having just come off a summer internship at Redfin (also in Seattle), I had a new appreciation for Seattle. I was finally exposed to the wonderful Seattle summers that everyone speaks so jubilantly about. Again, I’ve been consumed by my studies, but I’ve managed to get out a lot more on the weekends. I’ve managed to snowboard over 30 days so far, and I’ve grown even closer to my coworkers and friends. Being the president of the Husky Snowboard Team, I’ve gotten a chance to meet a lot of fun boarders.
To those of you that I won’t be seeing as often – friends, classmates, coworkers, mentors, instructors – I will miss you dearly. I know that this goodbye is premature, but I wanted to make sure that you knew that my time spent with you was/is unforgettable, regardless of how much complaining I have done. I’m going to spend my last three months in Seattle reflecting on the wonderful experiences that I’ve lived and on the exceptional friends that I’ve made. I plan to have as much fun as possible for the last three months of my Seattle life.


