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My first year of college nearly complete, I take time to reflect on my experience with higher education up to this point. (This means none of you can ask the horribly repetative question "so, how's school? any more until next semester starts).
College this year has achieved the goal I set for it, which is to give me something to do with my meaningless existence for a year. As faar as being educated and taking one step closer to enlightenment, it hasn't been a terribly good year. The return on my $2,000 a semester investement has been marginal at best. What constitutes higher education these days is a joke. The college semester consists of sitting in a lecture hall for hours while they shove vocabulary words down your throat with no real chance for independent thought. With no real motivation or reason to really care I struggled mightily this semester getting at least one D. The sad thing is it doesn't bother me in the least. I'm seriously starting to question the value of this college thing. I always knew it was little more than an excuse to hang around until the day I felt ready to go off into the world at large, but I was kind of hoping to get something out of it. Where I go from here I don't yet know. The return of theatre classes next semester may be incentive enough to keep me around for a while longer. I'm just praying the bastards don't put me on academic probabtion so I can actually participate in shit next semester.
In other news this summer should be fun. Me and Ebs as everyone already knows are writing a movie that will hopefully be shot over summer. And now that I have a set of wheels of my own, I can go and hang out with anyone anytime. So viva el verano, and I'll catch you bitches on the flip side.
College this year has achieved the goal I set for it, which is to give me something to do with my meaningless existence for a year. As faar as being educated and taking one step closer to enlightenment, it hasn't been a terribly good year. The return on my $2,000 a semester investement has been marginal at best. What constitutes higher education these days is a joke. The college semester consists of sitting in a lecture hall for hours while they shove vocabulary words down your throat with no real chance for independent thought. With no real motivation or reason to really care I struggled mightily this semester getting at least one D. The sad thing is it doesn't bother me in the least. I'm seriously starting to question the value of this college thing. I always knew it was little more than an excuse to hang around until the day I felt ready to go off into the world at large, but I was kind of hoping to get something out of it. Where I go from here I don't yet know. The return of theatre classes next semester may be incentive enough to keep me around for a while longer. I'm just praying the bastards don't put me on academic probabtion so I can actually participate in shit next semester.
In other news this summer should be fun. Me and Ebs as everyone already knows are writing a movie that will hopefully be shot over summer. And now that I have a set of wheels of my own, I can go and hang out with anyone anytime. So viva el verano, and I'll catch you bitches on the flip side.