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A journey of self-improvement - or not. |
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Artist: Silverchair Song: Straight Lines [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] I would say the choice to go to university at all qualifies for this prompt. Me getting a degree was improbable. I left high school during sophomore year, so I didn’t even finish that. I hadn’t been to school in any capacity for around 7 years before I decided to go to college. I didn’t know the first thing about going to college because I didn’t even see my friends do it. Because I left school early, I was long gone before they graduated high school and moved on to that stage of life. I had to start from scratch figuring out how to pick a school, what degree to go for, how to get student loans, how to study for college-level courses, etc. Despite whatever has happened in between, I think going to school has been an overall good thing for my character. It has taught me to be structured and self-sufficient, even when it feels impossible. Even when I swear that I can’t look at one more spreadsheet or attend one more lecture, the money and time I have wrapped up in it pushes me forward. I started with intrinsic motivation, which is obviously better, but I’m not ashamed to admit that it’s long gone at this point. I’m crossing the finish line out of pure spite. There have been so many times when I felt like a professor was intentionally making life difficult. So many times where I’ve carried literally the entire weight of a group project (I’ve been doing it all semester, actually). So many times where outside influences, like health issues, have made it feel impossible. It was actually at the beginning of this year, with only 2 semesters left, that my brain started going, Nope, fuck this, I’m finishing. There’s no way I’m going to allow people who have been carried through multiple classes get their degree and not me. Seriously, this group projects are W I L D. I’m in the final senior project class now. The project is worth well over ¾ of the entire class grade. I am the only person in my group who has actually put effort into the project since August. They’re going to graduate next month without actually even touching their senior project, and dammit, I’m going to graduate too. Here are all the things I’ve become as a result of school that I don’t think I’d be I’d chosen not to go: So, there you have it. Don’t say I never wrote about anything positive. And now I’m going to ruin that… I do think, in the long-run, that choosing to go to school is the right thing. I’m getting a good degree that’s allegedly highly demanded. In theory, it should open up a lot of opportunities for me and allow me to have some level of stability and security. But in the short-term, ohhhh my god. I can’t even begin to tell you how depressed and unstable a large portion of university students are. This spring, I watched my friend sit next to me in an economics class and GOOGLE PAINLESS WAYS TO COMMIT SUICIDE. Right in the middle of a lecture. Like, that’s the level of distress being put on students who go to ‘good’ universities. The combination of exam stress, project stress, work, and piling student debt is absurd. We literally send each other college-related stress memes with no commentary and then reply with crying gifs. That’s what our communication has been reduced to. During midterms week and finals week, you can physically see the life just drained out of people. I’ve sat with friends in the library before an exam where they’re just saying, “I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t…” over and over. In the short-term, I cannot stress to you enough how much happier I was before going to college. Right now, so much is up in the air and I wonder every single day if it’s actually worth it. Am I actually going to find a job that pays enough to afford my student loan payments on top of all of my other bills? Is my mental state irrevocably damaged from the prolonged stress of university on top of pre-existing mental health conditions? Is having a Monday-Friday day job going to somehow be even worse? (If so, I will kill myself, just saying.) Am I too burnt out to even withstand starting a career and all the things that go along with it? Yeah, I’d say that’s the summary. I’m hopeful that in the long-run, I’ve made a good decision. But in the short-term, it’s put me in a potentially precarious position, which could make it a bad decision. |