I am so over college. When I say that, people often ask me “Are you tired of waking up early? Are you tired of your professors? Are you tired of living in a dorm?” The honest answer to all of these is no. I wake up early every morning naturally. A couple of my professors are awesome people. I really don’t mind living in a small single among freshmen either. So why am I over college?
Education has become so standardized that I feel as if I am not actually learning anything. All through high school, I felt as if I wasn’t learning. I was bored with every class I was in, learning strict rules on how to pass exams and how to write cookie-cutter papers. It’s easy to learn how to fit the molds. Through studying textbook guides, I was able to increase my SAT score by 600 points in a year. I was told I was well past the average for my age, and college would be the time for me to learn.
My senior year of high school, I dreamed of just being able to study and learn in college. I’ve always been a sponge, and I truly had a deep desire to learn. I thought about all of the cool subjects I would learn in college (at the time, I wanted to be a history major). I was the quintessential teacher’s pet, yearning for an education.
As I conclude my third year of college, I realize how little I have learned in the college classroom. As a math major, I learned how to use formulas and understand derivatives. A couple semesters later, have I retained any of that? No.
As a current business student, I could not tell you much about finance or economics. I could tell you how to do well on the homework and exams, but I do not know a thing about why these are important. We could graph supply and demand curves or plug and chug numbers all day, but I feel like my actual business education has taken place outside of the classroom. And that is why I am over college.
Granted, I did overload and take 20 credit hours each semester of this year, which I do not recommend to anyone, especially not someone who has to work 2 jobs and is also chronically ill. But nevertheless, I hated having to go to class and do homework. I did it, but I hated every second of it. I could have used that time to work on projects or endeavors or real-life experiences outside of the classroom. When I am able to work on an actual project for a class, I get so excited to do something tangible and not just for a letter grade.
My GPA will not matter. It will matter if I know how to communicate well with people. After working on group papers this year, I have very little confidence in my generation’s communication skills. We’re taught how to write papers, not how to communicate thoughts and ideas. Frankly, our papers are shit. At Loyola, we have to stick to a cookie-cutter resume form that is standardized campus-wide. No, thank you. I will submit my resume outside of RamblerLink if that is the case.
Inside of me, there is still a deep desire to learn. Now that I am older (and hopefully a little bit wiser), I have realized that I want to learn by experience. Yes, studying abroad will be wonderful for experiential learning, but I want to read books on my own and not be forced to analyze according to a standardized format. I want to think my own thoughts and learn for myself.
I still plan on finishing my degree, but I am confident that my true education will really begin outside of the classroom post-graduation.
Here’s to being a senior!