Semester Recap
Forgot to post this last week, and now I'm a little wound up and need to let off some steam... so now's as good a time as any.
Got my grades back, and did okay. I should have listened to my gut and withdrawn from one of my classes. Due to stress, credit load and external forces, I managed to eat it on control systems. I feel like an ass for having that black mark, 'cause I feel like I knew the material, but I got behind in the work. I am still on track to graduate in May though. Also, I got my FE results back and I PASSED. Which makes me feel pretty damned good. To my non-engineer readers, the long-and-short of it is that EE's tend not to take the FE, and in my program we're not really groomed for it. But it's weird being actually on track to be done with school. Just need to get my job hunting into gear and really buckle down for the home stretch.
But there is something I really want to get off my chest. After all my neighbor trouble, it's been very hard to not let a deeper anger grow. I am getting really tired of being looked at like I am from another planet when I mention "I have work" to my neighbor. This complete disconnect with "artists" (not to be confused with legitimate, hard working, talented artists... "artists" refers to the kind of typically artistically oriented people who think they should be given respect by talent alone rather than earning respect like everyone else) is really starting to make me grind my teeth. So many people I know have this "artist" complex and I am seriously losing my patience with those I know who REFUSE to work and think those of us who do work hard are "tools". How is it unexpected that I would be in bed at midnight on a Sunday night? How is it inconceivable that useful work can be done without physical labor or product you can directly hold in your hands? I can't even seem to make clear how an engineering degree is not anywhere near the same amount of work of a typical arts degree.
I, of course, don't mean that artists in general do not work hard. I know plenty of people who bust their hump for their craft. But, there are so many times I want to get up in an "artist's" face and break it down for them; shout a thousand arguments as to why they fail. Unfortunately, it's a waste of my time, because as I said above, we just speak totally different languages. I can't even insult those who really get under my skin (like my neighbor) because I can't even fathom what they value to strip them down.
I know the above makes me sound like an infinite asshole, but I am getting tired of bottling up this frustration. There are a thousand much more inflammatory things I want to write up here, but that will be counter productive and I'll regret posting it. I am just tired of busting my own hump and being looked down upon by those who aren't working at all. It feels like an upside-down caste system: I work hard and get little, they work little and laugh.
Alright, it's late, I'm going to head to bed. I will probably revisit and revise (or flat out pull) this entry later, but I wanted to get the rant out of my system. This isn't really directed to anyone out there in cyberspace, and I truly have nothing against any job intrinsically... I am just tired... and frustrated.
Got my grades back, and did okay. I should have listened to my gut and withdrawn from one of my classes. Due to stress, credit load and external forces, I managed to eat it on control systems. I feel like an ass for having that black mark, 'cause I feel like I knew the material, but I got behind in the work. I am still on track to graduate in May though. Also, I got my FE results back and I PASSED. Which makes me feel pretty damned good. To my non-engineer readers, the long-and-short of it is that EE's tend not to take the FE, and in my program we're not really groomed for it. But it's weird being actually on track to be done with school. Just need to get my job hunting into gear and really buckle down for the home stretch.
But there is something I really want to get off my chest. After all my neighbor trouble, it's been very hard to not let a deeper anger grow. I am getting really tired of being looked at like I am from another planet when I mention "I have work" to my neighbor. This complete disconnect with "artists" (not to be confused with legitimate, hard working, talented artists... "artists" refers to the kind of typically artistically oriented people who think they should be given respect by talent alone rather than earning respect like everyone else) is really starting to make me grind my teeth. So many people I know have this "artist" complex and I am seriously losing my patience with those I know who REFUSE to work and think those of us who do work hard are "tools". How is it unexpected that I would be in bed at midnight on a Sunday night? How is it inconceivable that useful work can be done without physical labor or product you can directly hold in your hands? I can't even seem to make clear how an engineering degree is not anywhere near the same amount of work of a typical arts degree.
I, of course, don't mean that artists in general do not work hard. I know plenty of people who bust their hump for their craft. But, there are so many times I want to get up in an "artist's" face and break it down for them; shout a thousand arguments as to why they fail. Unfortunately, it's a waste of my time, because as I said above, we just speak totally different languages. I can't even insult those who really get under my skin (like my neighbor) because I can't even fathom what they value to strip them down.
I know the above makes me sound like an infinite asshole, but I am getting tired of bottling up this frustration. There are a thousand much more inflammatory things I want to write up here, but that will be counter productive and I'll regret posting it. I am just tired of busting my own hump and being looked down upon by those who aren't working at all. It feels like an upside-down caste system: I work hard and get little, they work little and laugh.
Alright, it's late, I'm going to head to bed. I will probably revisit and revise (or flat out pull) this entry later, but I wanted to get the rant out of my system. This isn't really directed to anyone out there in cyberspace, and I truly have nothing against any job intrinsically... I am just tired... and frustrated.