My Hope For The Future

My one hope is not to become a robot machine, ever.

I started school when I was four. Eight years later, I started high school, thinking I would finally be free. Six years later, after having been a cool popular fellow and the best of the class bar the obligatory spotty no-lifer, I went to University, thinking I would finally be free. Five years later, after having led a pleasant semi-turbulent life and scored the highest marks and best recommendations, I suddenly understood the game: I was being moulded into a society robot.

All the things I had treasured as a kid and had instinctively recognized as true and necessary for further growth and happiness, spiritually or artistically or however you wish to label it (but it can't be labeled), were replaced by books, facts and theories -- my room, in other words, was being filled with other people's furniture. My identity was turning into a profession. (I've often been called a genius, but if I am, I have to discover why, and what to do with it.)

I decided to take a year off and travel a bit: first to New York, then Washington, then Canberra, then Brisbane, then back again. My ex-girlfriend, Nicole, was originally going to join me, but things turned out differently.

A few days ago, I've decided to take another year off after this one. Why not? As long as I don't have to write a report on it that will be graded afterwards, I'm fine.

I'm 25, young, at my physical peak, and have to break free from the routines of a workman's life or I'll become a droid, a C3PO. DOA when I settle.

Let's see where this brings me. I have a suspicion it'll turn out nicely in the end. Of course, if you find me bearded and drunk in a Brisbane bar, I was wrong.

 

amen to that Casper!

we have quite enough robot people already thankyouverymuch!

 

I wish I was like Astroboy! He can fly and has red boots, woo!!

 

I was being moulded into a society robot.

I realized the same horrifying truth at the age of 15 when I was in highschool, upset that my lowest grade was a 94% in math. I pretty much had a nervous breakdown, and realized what the rest of my life would be like... so I quit school.
I don't consider myself a drop-out. I learned more out of the educational system then I ever did when I was just mindlessly regurgitating knowledge. I got my GED, and I don't regret my decision for a moment.

It's a very liberating realization, isn't it?

 

woohoo Meg, fellow GEDer right here!

*high five*

i quit high school for pretty much the same reasons too, and i never regretted it either.

 

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That's great, Tom!

 

Aww, I graduated.

I'm such a loser.

 

I graduated, too -- but I kept graduating every 5 years.

I had to break the routine. I wasn't born to follow a scheme.

 

I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life after high school. It seemed everyone else knew the course of their life, but I needed some time off. So, I took a year off and then moved to Brisbane. I rocked up at the University one morning and said what courses do you have places in, they said IT, and I took it. I never did IT in high school, so it was sort of a challenge to do something different.

Of course, if you find me bearded and drunk in a Brisbane bar, I was wrong.

Hey, that's not so bad.

 

After a VERY bad year in Grade 12, I took a year off from education to decide what I wanted to do with my life. Don't regret it, because I was registered at college to take an accounting course. Accounting? WTF was I thinking?!?!

 

It took me quite a while to decide what I wanted to major in. I was on the line between Anthropology, digital art/design, and Psychology. After doing some research, I discovered that the latter degree was more versatile in the professional arena, so that's what I'm going to pursue.