It's been a solid year since I was practically forced to withdraw my classes due to *surprise surprise* bullshit going on at home. Weirdly enough, after a few days I was so relieved I no longer had any papers to pull out of my ass or classes to fail that I wondered if it happened for my own good. Now I'm of the opinion that for certain reasons college didn't resonate with who I am. Sometimes I wonder if it was important I experience that for its own sake, just to be able to say, "I tried this, and it didn't work. Now I know."
I recently saw a friend of mine on post a pic on Facebook from Bath, England and felt a throbbing pang of envy, and started subjecting myself to what I should be doing or what I ought to have done, before thinking that there is no sacred secret in some other country I need to discover to fulfill myself. In weird times like that I trust in God to guide me where he will, whether it's down the street or all the way to Palermo, Italy. Though I'm sure after all the dumb shit I do on a
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I've spent my whole life a student, and it's frankly my comfort zone more than anything--the idea of leaving the academic world, of my primary goal being the application of knowledge and not its acquisition...that's what scares me, to be honest. That, and what the fuck do theology majors who have no designs on seminary do with their lives?
I seem to take an Occam's Razor approach to overwhelming subjects like these. I had worked out the squicky feelings I had post-drop out and found that even in the face of all I've learned, I didn't need to be pressured to apply all of it at once. There's a time for everything--also says King Solomon, if I'm correct
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It's been a solid year since I was practically forced to withdraw my classes due to *surprise surprise* bullshit going on at home. Weirdly enough, after a few days I was so relieved I no longer had any papers to pull out of my ass or classes to fail that I wondered if it happened for my own good. Now I'm of the opinion that for certain reasons college didn't resonate with who I am. Sometimes I wonder if it was important I experience that for its own sake, just to be able to say, "I tried this, and it didn't work. Now I know."
I recently saw a friend of mine on post a pic on Facebook from Bath, England and felt a throbbing pang of envy, and started subjecting myself to what I should be doing or what I ought to have done, before thinking that there is no sacred secret in some other country I need to discover to fulfill myself. In weird times like that I trust in God to guide me where he will, whether it's down the street or all the way to Palermo, Italy. Though I'm sure after all the dumb shit I do on a ( ... )
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I've spent my whole life a student, and it's frankly my comfort zone more than anything--the idea of leaving the academic world, of my primary goal being the application of knowledge and not its acquisition...that's what scares me, to be honest. That, and what the fuck do theology majors who have no designs on seminary do with their lives?
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