BEEN A LONG TIME COMING I THOUGHT YOU'D UNDERSTAND

Well well... Midterms are over; final assignments are being handed out and exams are about to start. Whoop-dee-fucking-doo. Stauffer is open till 2am (you can find all the insomniacs, keeners, near-drop-outs, and the pretending-to-do-work-while-on-facebook-people there) and QP is always busy. And as much as i shit on this unviersity, the weekend are great and the social life is pretty good.

Unfortunately i think i came to a negative revelation (as if my cynical critique of this fucked-up threshold of hell can get any worse) 

WHY AM I LEARNING THIS GARBAGE?!!?

Some of the things I'm being taught in class are fucking joke! like come on, really... "Does utopia lead to dystopia?" Are you fucking kidding me? For those of you playing the dumb-ass game, dystopia is Korea. WHAT KIND OF FUCKING QUESTION IS THAT?!?! I'm trying to get into grad school and my fucking acceptance that is supposed to pave the way for my future is dependent on my marks at school and therefore dependent on my mark of essays on questions like; "do we need a (insert commodity that we take for granted)?" "Critically discuss (insert some unimportant person)'s theory of (something that no one really cares about and most people don't know.)" And my favorite "Can (insert something relative to the course but not the real world) exist without (something that is obviously begging the question)?"

I'm sorry but when a question worth nearly half of my entire course mark is needing an answer that can be summed up in a sentence like: "No it can't because you can't please everyone", my faith in a post-secondary system like university falters greatly. This place is clearly a fucking means to an end, and what we learn here is (for the most part) pointless.

I understand this isn't the case for everything; a class like political theory for politics students or foreign policy is absolutely important. Classes like existentialism or philosophy of religion is of much benefit to those in philosophy; and so on and so forth. But when I'm learning material that some fucknut who's jacked up on Mescaline and PCP can answer correctly then I feel like I just shit out 5 grand  to hear some eccentric (and borderline crazy) assholes feed me some research, that can be understood in ten minutes online, stretched out over the course of an entire fucking semester.

AND WHY THE FUCK DO WE HAVE T.A.'S THAT HAVE NO INTEREST IN SOME OF THE COURSES THEY ARE HIRED FOR?! Is the university so incompetent that we have to make a system for these confused little people in order to match them to their appropriate courses? It's like having to help a fucking 2 year old find the end of the maze in a scrapbook.

My faith in the "system" is continously shake and the more I critically think about this the more I realize that for some people; this kind of institution and this kind of style of learning holds back the potential of some bright individuals. We all know majority of those who gained acceptance here are intelligent people (at least book-wise)... but there are many who cannot flourish under this system; and how unfortunate that is.

Oh yeah, for example. I spent AN ENTIRE HALF A SEMESTER IN A CRITICAL THINKING CLASS LEARNING ABOUT GEORGE ORWELL AND HIS FUCKING SISTER'S NECKLACE. GET THE IDEA?