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I always assumed I wouldn't succumb to the moron hoardes of working classes, but then again everyone always thinks they're different or special, truth is none of us are. Except those with odd coloured hair.
I feel that after 14 years of being pumped full of education I've had enough. That perhaps university isn't such a cool goal, that maybe I should get a brainless job that makes enough money for me to survive on and concentrate on being happy in other areas of my life.
I think perhaps I'm begining to realise that I've been stupid to take everything so seriously up until this point and that life isn't about building yourself up to be someone you want to be, it's about what you do on the way. I might up an investment banker or a meth-head hobo, but as long as the ride has been a fun one then it doesn't matter.
I dont know if this is one of those epiphany things, that changes my life forever and makes me a better person, or whether too many late nights and early mornings is leading me to talk crap.
Giving up right now would be sweet, if I had any idea what I'd pursue.
You think you suddenly have no purpose or that you have been afforded some secret understanding of how the world works.
You'll swear that you wont follow "the crowd" and that you'll be different somehow, that you wont follow in your parents footsteps and that you are a special snowflake falling onto this planet.
And chances are that you'll find a nice wife, have nice kids, get a nice job and have a nice life.
You just have to find something that would make you happy in life - like porn or dogs or something.
Paradox: wrote:
> I feel that after 14 years of being pumped full of education I've had
> enough. That perhaps university isn't such a cool goal, that maybe I
> should get a brainless job that makes enough money for me to survive
> on and concentrate on being happy in other areas of my life.
I earned my first degree to appease my Father. The second was more out of actual interest and aptitude. I honestly refer to myself as a professional student of life. Sometimes I fail miserably and wonder if it's worth the effort, yet continue the pursuit out of that very curiosity. If I had the time, I'd get degree's in everything. Kind of like a "jac(queline)-of-all-trades, master of none."
Finish Uni and you'll be thankful for it all later in life, however it rears itself to any branding worthiness. On average, you're the better prospect for an employer if you actually have the education completed. It certifies you capable.
Then, you get the brainless job that never makes enough money and end up concentrating on being happy in other areas of your life anyways. A structured formal education opens and conditions your mind to be more readily accepting of life. Take it all in stride.
I may well end-up working class, but that, I'll never do.
I understand what you mean, I really, really want to aspire to something great but I know in 2-3 years time I won't give a flying-fook and will probably join the ranks of Sun reading working-middle class people.
Life is great.
I always assumed I wouldn't succumb to the moron hoardes of working classes, but then again everyone always thinks they're different or special, truth is none of us are. Except those with odd coloured hair.
I feel that after 14 years of being pumped full of education I've had enough. That perhaps university isn't such a cool goal, that maybe I should get a brainless job that makes enough money for me to survive on and concentrate on being happy in other areas of my life.
I think perhaps I'm begining to realise that I've been stupid to take everything so seriously up until this point and that life isn't about building yourself up to be someone you want to be, it's about what you do on the way. I might up an investment banker or a meth-head hobo, but as long as the ride has been a fun one then it doesn't matter.
I dont know if this is one of those epiphany things, that changes my life forever and makes me a better person, or whether too many late nights and early mornings is leading me to talk crap.
Giving up right now would be sweet, if I had any idea what I'd pursue.