Lately I've been grappling with this feeling. It's in the pit of my stomach and I can't get rid of it. I go to work every day and am thankful that I'm one of the few kids in my graduating class that actually got a good job right out of college.
My college years were fun. I was all over the place like in high school. Friends in different circles, a student leader and had decent grades. Away from home, I finally felt free with the ability to be my true fun self where people would not judge me from my past. I made life-long friends and finally felt independent. I also took the time to open my mind and try new things. I made mistakes, I learned from my mistake. I found out who I was. Through college, I feel like I became a better human being.
That aside, college was such a waste. This is the feeling I can't shake.
I am in so much debt and feel like I learned NOTHING. Is that my fault? Did I not take my studies serious enough? Did I not try hard enough to really engage with my professors? No. That is definitely not it. Perhaps my expectations were just too high. I sailed through 4 years of college without being super studious. That baffles me because I am not exactly Einstein.
I went to college expecting to connect with professors who I thought would teach me life-changing things. These "things" that would change my life were learned outside the classroom. I hoped that I would leave my university feeling connected. Instead I left bitter, happy with my experiences and over anything that had to do with Hofstra. The way things are handled at my alma-mater are rather frustrating (ask any past and current student). You feel like people are pretending to care about you, even if they actually do.
The most frustrating aspect of my college experience were my journalism classes. I was the perpetual magazine intern and felt like the school of communication did not make any real effort to bring us into the 21 century realm of journalism. Specifically, magazine journalism. I learned so much at my 10 internships than I ever did sitting at a desk, reading text from outdated books.
So many times I had professors that just didn't seem to care about me. I'm not trying to bash my school, so if you are reading this post like that then I'm sorry that you are offended; however, I do not apologize about how I feel.
I talk to one of my best girlfriends who attends Columbia University and she talks to me about how she has all these wise professors that tell her things that resonate in her mind. She has so much work that we never see each other. There's no doubt I've had wise professors, but I can say that may be only a few made an impact on my life.
So now I'm here. 100k in debt and thinking, my education was not worth all that money and maybe, just maybe, I should have chosen a local college. But then I think about all my memories and wouldn't have it any other way.
My college years were fun. I was all over the place like in high school. Friends in different circles, a student leader and had decent grades. Away from home, I finally felt free with the ability to be my true fun self where people would not judge me from my past. I made life-long friends and finally felt independent. I also took the time to open my mind and try new things. I made mistakes, I learned from my mistake. I found out who I was. Through college, I feel like I became a better human being.
That aside, college was such a waste. This is the feeling I can't shake.
I am in so much debt and feel like I learned NOTHING. Is that my fault? Did I not take my studies serious enough? Did I not try hard enough to really engage with my professors? No. That is definitely not it. Perhaps my expectations were just too high. I sailed through 4 years of college without being super studious. That baffles me because I am not exactly Einstein.
I went to college expecting to connect with professors who I thought would teach me life-changing things. These "things" that would change my life were learned outside the classroom. I hoped that I would leave my university feeling connected. Instead I left bitter, happy with my experiences and over anything that had to do with Hofstra. The way things are handled at my alma-mater are rather frustrating (ask any past and current student). You feel like people are pretending to care about you, even if they actually do.
The most frustrating aspect of my college experience were my journalism classes. I was the perpetual magazine intern and felt like the school of communication did not make any real effort to bring us into the 21 century realm of journalism. Specifically, magazine journalism. I learned so much at my 10 internships than I ever did sitting at a desk, reading text from outdated books.
So many times I had professors that just didn't seem to care about me. I'm not trying to bash my school, so if you are reading this post like that then I'm sorry that you are offended; however, I do not apologize about how I feel.
I talk to one of my best girlfriends who attends Columbia University and she talks to me about how she has all these wise professors that tell her things that resonate in her mind. She has so much work that we never see each other. There's no doubt I've had wise professors, but I can say that may be only a few made an impact on my life.
So now I'm here. 100k in debt and thinking, my education was not worth all that money and maybe, just maybe, I should have chosen a local college. But then I think about all my memories and wouldn't have it any other way.
