Posts tagged school
In addition to that last post
The idea of having a skill set that you need from HIGHSCHOOL to get into a postsecondary course is just fucking retarded. That’s an academic aspect that is designed on the basis of you knowing what you want to spend the rest of your life doing at GRADE TEN. What the fuck is that? That’s another reason people seem so unhappy with their jobs. They did what they wanted to do in HIGHSCHOOL but by the time they matured and figured out what they really wanted to do with their lives they got shitcanned by the system and were left with the alternatives (in their minds) of jobs based on what they did in highschool. And from there their only options are A: go to adult learning institutions to spend a bunch of time getting the credits they need for the college/uni course they want or B: give up and get a job that they’re presently qualified for. This is problematic because option A requires them to waste even more time sitting in a classroom essentially re-doing highschool and B requires them to sacrifice (in most cases that I’ve found) their happiness to get a real job and work towards retirement.
IN SUMMATION
I can tell you right now that Highschool (grade 10) me and Present day me are two very different people with two very different ambitions. Setting kids up for their futures in this sort of way is very cruel and unfair.
What part of any of that seems like a working system to you?
Another chapter concluded. Also, update from the tucan.
As this year comes closer to ending, I’m getting a lot of flak for my decision about next year. Let’s just clear the air, shall we?
I got in to college by chance. I applied to 3 different programs here, and by luck one of them, namely Radio Broadcasting, accepted me. Now this, first off, should send some flags up. Applied to one school for 3 similar programs. So honestly, I wasn’t that dedicated to 2 more years of school, after 12 years already. So I got into it, and I enjoyed it through first semester, but that shine seemed to wear off and the end result began to look less and less glamorous. A number of different factors began to surface as to my choices here.
- I always felt like, in my family, the anti-academic. sort of like it came as a big surprise to my folks that I got in to college. I didn’t expect myself to be here, and I’m pretty sure nobody else did.
- Preconcieved notions of social norms. I always thought that, to get a job, you need to go to school. Not so much the case anymore.
- Set an example. I have a younger brother. I’m a bit of a fuck up as a person, so I thought it would be my obligation as an older brother to give him at least something to aspire to. Although He’s already well on his way to bigger and better things.
So with this in mind, I gave it a shot. I stayed here for a year. The shine went away, the wheels fell off and my drive just stopped cold. It became clear to me that the reason I went to class was for the company of the other people in my class. What we were learning was stuff I couldn’t give less of a shit about.
So my decision now is to get my bartending license, go to vancouver, work in some cozy little pub and just live my life. You don’t have to go to school to be successful.
WHAT’S UP WITH ME?!
I’m sick. I’ve been coughing so hard my chest and lower back are sore as hell. Also just moved my room back to it’s default layout, and now I can’t sleep. I wrote all this in my creative writing class because we just did our last assignment and there’s no exam. Essentially this class is just filler.
So now I just don’t really care too much about most stuff right now. Look. Look at how much I don’t care.
OH! I get to play 3 songs for my buddy’s BRTV (Broadcast Television) in an hour. Gonna be challenging considering my voice sounds like James Earl Jones through a low-pass filter. But I’m excited. Gonna play Murder In The City- Avett Brothers, Hands Are Shaking- Sondre Lerche, and that original I posted a recording of a while back, Looking Down. Wish me luck :)
College is very much just like kindergarten or early public school.
We have naps, talk about star wars, pokemon, play with lego, etc. Colouring is exciting, and hugs are the best.
The only differences are that we care about our grades and get stress.
Also, my drawings of dinosaurs and robots on my school work have gotten better.