tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610348821755100229.post5649794369834811776..comments2014-03-09T12:32:08.063-07:00Comments on World Watch Wire: Why I Never Finished CollegeUdanaxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462283416783640417noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610348821755100229.post-2259896854516103402014-03-09T12:32:08.063-07:002014-03-09T12:32:08.063-07:00As someone who changed majors too many times and d...As someone who changed majors too many times and dropped out I can relate. I can definitely relate to feeling socially awkward. Telling myself I'm good enough but feeling weird in those situations around other people. But I'd also argue that you can challenge those preconceptions of who you are. Koopahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11154560129185924169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610348821755100229.post-18950985010084088182013-03-06T17:47:00.280-08:002013-03-06T17:47:00.280-08:00I identified with so much of this. Yes, I have a d...I identified with so much of this. Yes, I have a degree, which I think I finished more out of stubbornness and a fear of my folks than anything else. But I have such a complex about only going to Kent State. Which is funny because there's no guarantee that I would have done any better at a more 'elite or ivy league' school. Wondering about the true importance of status in the end.<br /><br />I guess this is a really interesting example of how you can never really know the interior of someone else's mind. You always seemed so confident to me in HS, especially with knowing about music and going to concerts and being in the know about something I never knew anything about. <br /><br />I've often struggled too with the idea that I have no real *passion* about anything. Many things I get interested in, but no life long consuming passion. Figuring out how to be ok with this is a real challenge. I think we must be more of the norm in the end, and I'm no longer convinced a great passion is a path for a healthy life. <br /><br />Anyway, from the outside I've always admired what I saw as your toughness and ability to understand yourself. Plus you seem to truly care about other people which is not so very common. god knows I could write a ton about anxiety disorders myself. Didn't you ever think we would out grow that stuff one day? I sure did.<br /><br />Cheers.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12827659646718612412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610348821755100229.post-57663726210346651632012-11-27T07:10:51.569-08:002012-11-27T07:10:51.569-08:00Oh, Xanadu, you are, I believe, exactly the same a...Oh, Xanadu, you are, I believe, exactly the same as, oh, 85% of humanity. I have exactly the same lack of focus. I cannot commit to any one thing. I got a music degree because it felt, at the time, to be the thing that would take the least effort on my part. I practiced during school, but do you think I practice now? No chance. As soon as I graduated I ignored that bass and taught myself how to knit. Do you think I knit now? No chance. I taught myself how to quilt. Am I quilting right now? No chance. I am writing a novel. Will I finish the novel? Probably the rough draft, but I think it is terrible, and I probably won't edit it. <br />I do wonder about your insistence that you are a weirdo. I always felt like the weirdo around you, like if I wasn't cool enough or smart enough, you wouldn't like me anymore and I would have no friends. So again, those feelings are universal, in some respects. I was told two different times, by two different sets of "friends" that I was too clingy. And it is almost impossible for me to make new friends. The two friends I have now, after SIX YEARS of living here, are really the only ones I have. Friends I made in college I haven't spoken to for years. So don't be so hard on yourself. We're all just a bunch of losers and idiots and perfectionists who will never be perfect. And I, for one, think you are awesome, and one of my favorite people to be around. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it.Saralukieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14105210194576370991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610348821755100229.post-11134847967991177682012-11-24T10:36:10.664-08:002012-11-24T10:36:10.664-08:00Your story is exactly the same as mine on all coun...Your story is exactly the same as mine on all counts, except I just happened to get lucky and finish. Come to my house and I will take you on a tour of all of the unfinished shit everywhere. I think this is a sign of very high intelligence, BTW.Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18213142762423369274noreply@blogger.com