Sweet, sweet release
It's been a while, my non-existent readers! It dawns on me that it has been ages since I even had the inclination to post on here, partially because I didn't feel like this was a blog and that I should only post real articles... but I do my best writing/ranting when I am pissed off...
But being pissed off is something that I haven't been in a long time.
Things went on as they usually did this age, filled with its commings and goings, and I realize that I am not infallible, and I have made many, many mistakes. But I would do them all again.
Every instant in time is the sum of every preceding instant. Going in that fashion, where I am today is the sum of all of my choices and the choices of everyone else before me. And as I approach my senior year of college, I can say without a doubt in my mind that it cannot come any faster.
From start to finish I will have had been in school 18 years give or take. It's about time... there are many things I am starting to hate about school:
Tests: In the real world, as I have been telling teachers all these years, you aren't tested for things you can spew back at them, but rather what you can find.
Every Teacher who gives a closed book/closed note test is, in my opinion, a moron. Sure, you can see what the student can hold in their memory for, at most, 3 days.
For example: I am taking German 202, I show up, do the homework (with my book, duh), and I take the tests. I pass. Can I speak German? No. Can I read German, a little, will I remember it next year? No. Could I use a dictionary and speak German? Sure!
Homework: You spend time in class, you answer questions, you take notes, then you go to your next class. By the end of the day you have 70 new sheets of notes and 90 hours of homework due in two days. Every teacher feels like their class is your first priority. In the "real world" (somewhere most teachers have never been) yes you take some work home with you, but that is mostly your fault for not finishing it at work. Your one class is your job, and it's pass/fail. If you do your work then you can go home scott free, unlike at school.
Teachers: This is by far my greatest annoyance. There have been a few exceptions, but for the most part no teacher views their opinion as incorrect. They are the master of their field and they will let you know this. Bullshit. All but two of my professors have been teaching for the past decade, any knowledge of the real world they had would be all but moot now.
Are they right a lot, sure. Will they admit when they're wrong? No, you'll usually get an answer sounding like "Oh, well when I did [INSERT RANDOM USELESS PHRASE HERE] when I was working it was like how I said it."
No Money: I'm not a rich person, my family is not rich, and I don't plan on being filthy rich. I want to simply have a decent life. I don't want to worry about paying my bills and the bank closing my savings account and sending me a check for the balance like the asses that BB&T are. Changing policy without any notice... jerks.
All in all I can't wait to graduate and be out of school. I don't know where I will work, or what I will do, but it will be infinitely better than school.