tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526498499129692237.post3175048812345264399..comments2024-03-22T05:17:53.112-04:00Comments on Big Bad Bald Bastard: Back to School BluesBig Bad Bald Bastardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526498499129692237.post-4282482243565934702013-09-10T06:31:37.603-04:002013-09-10T06:31:37.603-04:00This is very strange considering that I willingly ...<i>This is very strange considering that I willingly attended university for 6 years. It must have been because college had better pot. </i><br /><br />Better pot, better sex, better everything!<br /><br /><i>Then I got to the fancy college. There were all these cool people to hang out with, including ladies!!!</i><br /><br />And you could turn Led Zeppelin IV up to twelve!<br /><br /><i> Everybody thought I was smart, but I was just a really fast reader with a natural gift for writing, along with a remarkable ability to retain what I read.</i><br /><br />In other words, smart!<br /><br /><i>But problematically, I only love learning about things I'm interested in - I can spend all day reading and watching YouTube lectures on Particle Physics and Cosmology, but start talking about some of the 'softer' sciences and I'll tune right out.</i><br /><br />The beauty of college is you can largely take subjects you are interested in.Big Bad Bald Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01983025559556548658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526498499129692237.post-47921623699114694242013-09-09T13:04:47.221-04:002013-09-09T13:04:47.221-04:00I hated school. I hated elementary school - I was...I hated school. I hated elementary school - I was socially awkward and, worse than being unpopular, I was invisible. Junior high school was the same but worse, and by high school I started to look up from books and music to motorcycles, drugs, booze and getting in trouble.<br /><br />I placed very high on all the standardized tests and qualified for all the 'gifted' programs that were so popular in California public schools in the sixties. Everybody thought I was smart, but I was just a really fast reader with a natural gift for writing, along with a remarkable ability to retain what I read. So passing classes was easy, except for the homework, which I was too lazy to do and would procrastinate until it was due. I got As in class and Ds and Fs in homework and BARELY graduated with a C average (I flunked PE every semester because I wouldn't participate so I didn't actually have enough credits to graduate - the Dean signed a waiver because he knew I passed all the tests).<br /><br />There was NO FUCKING WAY I was going to go to school one more minute after they handed me that diploma. And it's kind of odd, because I have a lifelong love of learning. But problematically, I only love learning about things I'm interested in - I can spend all day reading and watching YouTube lectures on Particle Physics and Cosmology, but start talking about some of the 'softer' sciences and I'll tune right out.<br /><br />It's really a universal problem - school is a social process as much as it is an educational one, and very little is done to help support the socially challenged in order to see that they can have a good educational experience...<br />mikeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13057701313718589322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526498499129692237.post-31908675728000346052013-09-09T10:39:19.274-04:002013-09-09T10:39:19.274-04:00Looking back on my life under education, it's ...Looking back on my life under education, it's hard to imagine how and why I did what I did.<br /><br />Basically, I busted my tail in H.S., classes-wise. For instance, we had 8 periods, one of which was supposed to be lunch. And there was a certain number of courses you needed to graduate, which meant that a lot of people only needed 5 periods or so by senior year...so they could spend extra time listening to Led Zeppelin IV (turned up to eleven, of course) while playing ping pong in the senior lounge.<br /><br />Then I got to the fancy college. There were all these cool people to hang out with, including ladies!!!<br />~ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®©https://www.blogger.com/profile/06252371815131259831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526498499129692237.post-86747229987927089242013-09-09T10:13:09.407-04:002013-09-09T10:13:09.407-04:00I also hated school. I hated having to get out of ...I also hated school. I hated having to get out of bed only to wait for a dreaded school bus. I hated the classes, the teachers, the extra-curricular activities...I hated everything about school, and would watch the clock in agony for the final bell.<br />This is very strange considering that I willingly attended university for 6 years. It must have been because college had better pot. <br />Paul Averynoreply@blogger.com