I quit.
I am not dropping out. I am not failing out. I quit.
I quit putting up with bullshit professors. I quit worrying about tailoring stupid papers to individual teachers tastes. Can't offend most of them or bad things happen to your grade.
I quit being one of the herd. Ever yell "baa" or "moo" in a big crowd? Well, in college most people can't hear you because of the attached iPod or cellphone.
So now what?
I woke up this morning and asked myself what I wanted to learn today. So I surfed around looking for some education podcasts on iTunes. (yeah, I have an iPod too, I used to be one of the herd)
I figured that I should probably work on my grammar and go from there. I stumbled onto the Princeton University Podcasts, pretty cool stuff.
Wait a second. Didn't I just quit college?
Why then am I choosing to learn?
Because I love to learn. I hate education.
Above my monitor is a little quote :
Education ought to foster the wish for the truth, not the conviction that some particular creed is the truth. - B. Russell
After that I decided to go old school (damnit, sometimes you just can't help yourself) and read a book or two. I didn't feel like picking my MCSE course books, I was in a history mood. I rent a 100 year old house out in a tiny town not far from the college town where I *used* to go to school and still work. Seriously, this town is small. No stoplight or anything. But it does have a tiny little library which is connected to the north Georgia library system.
So I took a stroll down to the library to see what I could find.
Nada.
Tiny library. But while I was there I ordered up some nifty books to read, I will post them later when they arrive.
One of them is a programing guide to Ruby and along with the tutorials and such I am going to learn to program in Ruby.
The other one is an in depth study of medieval warfare. Oxford press.
Delicious.
In the mean time I picked up a nice fiction book to read out in the park. Fantastic.
