I ****ing hate college. I hate it. I hate it with every fiber of my being. It’s nothing but a black hole that exists to do nothing but suck out all your happiness and all your money until you’re a broken husk.
I just failed a group project. I was unable to contribute much because they gave me the hardest question to answer for it that even they couldn’t come up with ways to tackle. So they told the professor. All that late night research is now doubbley fruitless because now I don’t even get any credit for it.
And after that, along with every other bull**** problem I’ve had with the end of this semester. All the over cramming to pass test, all the script writing. Taking tests early. Everything to have that happen I just broke down. I’m dealing with a work lode so light that most other students would wish for it, and I can’t take it to the point where what many students consider standard caused me to break down crying. Not only that, I hit myself. In the head. Hard. Repeatedly. First time I’ve done that sense I was very small. I’m just tired of it. I want it to stop. I want out of this system. But I can’t do that. I have to suffer through till the end so I can get my money’s worth and get a stupid piece of paper that everyone has just decided you need to be successful in life, pretty much just so that people can make money off of the process of getting it.
The professors aren’t helpful. They don’t want you to succeed, they want you to fail. Because the more you fail the more courses you have to take and the more money you pay the university. Not just on courses but on housing and meal plans too. It’s sick and disgusting.
My children will have a better life than this. They will not go into this abomination of an educational system unless it gets improved. Grade school was hell for me. And I thought it would get better in college. But no, it’s worse. The Fire is hotter and I’m isolated from my support system.