The last time I wrote a reply to a reply, it promptly blew up in my face, and made things worse. But yet again, someone's annonymously enraged me over an old entry, and I feel compelled to answer them.
It concerns this entry, where I was trying to defend the so-called easy university courses, by proving that they can be as challenging, but in an entirely different way, to other courses. More specifically I used an example of a course called Game Art Design, which my girlfriend, and fellow Disjointed Thinking contributor, Calisto, studies.
I really do loathe when people decide it's a good idea to reply to things I wrote ages ago, as it usually means I have to hunt through other posts to find exactly what I'm on about. For instance, the post in question (first one here), makes mention of how I'm working in a Co-op. Which suggests either this person vaguely knows who I am, or has read other blogs. Considering that the two following posts where made by people I've met, I'm going to assume the former.
Anyway, to reply:
First things second, the comments about my hairline and smile are such cheap shots I'm not going to respond. likewise, I don't need to explain why I'm dating someone I love, that should be self explanatory.
As for why I didn't go to university? I honestly don't have a proper answer. At the time I thought I'd never afford it, I'd never looked into student loans, and just assumed (incorrectly), that I could get through life with A levels (which came out worse than I expected anyway). Nowadays I genuinely have no idea what I'd even study, even if I had the money to go to university. The subjects I studied at school were essentially what I was told I'd be good at, and not really things I can wholeheartedly say I cared for.
As for why I didn't go to university? I honestly don't have a proper answer. At the time I thought I'd never afford it, I'd never looked into student loans, and just assumed (incorrectly), that I could get through life with A levels (which came out worse than I expected anyway). Nowadays I genuinely have no idea what I'd even study, even if I had the money to go to university. The subjects I studied at school were essentially what I was told I'd be good at, and not really things I can wholeheartedly say I cared for.
You mention that you 'didn't go to university', fine, you chose not to be in debt, but don't say it so proudly, when you work in co-op.
Nothing says 'successful entrepreneur who chose not to go to university' than working in Co-Op. You could have at least chosen a non socialistic pansy supermarket like Morrisons or Tesco. - Oh wait, sorry I forgot, you didn't have a choice because you're retarded.
I didn't say it proudly. One of my biggest regrets is that I didn't go to university. In retrospect anyway. University would've done me a lot more good than three years of supermarket work. But if I had gone to uni, chances are I would've done something I didn't care for, and would've flunked out, making it a waste of money. I'm not as clever as some people, I admit that, and I know I'm not self motivated enough to complete a university course.
As for why a Co-op? Believe me, if internal beliefs had anything to do with it, I'd've been working for a weapons manufacturing facility. As it stands I needed a part time job while at six form, Co-op were hiring, and I got the job. I never specifically said "You know what, I want to earn minimum wage to be yelled at by drunks and work for an ethical company whose own policies I don't personally agree with", it just happened, as I was stupid enough to agree with the move to full time, and didn't do anything afterwards out of laziness.
As for why a Co-op? Believe me, if internal beliefs had anything to do with it, I'd've been working for a weapons manufacturing facility. As it stands I needed a part time job while at six form, Co-op were hiring, and I got the job. I never specifically said "You know what, I want to earn minimum wage to be yelled at by drunks and work for an ethical company whose own policies I don't personally agree with", it just happened, as I was stupid enough to agree with the move to full time, and didn't do anything afterwards out of laziness.
Then tell me why on earth you are in our video classes every Wednesday? Can't you afford to rent fucking DVD's? Or buy them god forbid?
I've been to a whole two classes. Both times with the tutors permission to sit in. Every other time you've seen me, it's been because I've been on a three hour train ride to leicester from Reading to spend my two days off with my girlfriend. Which also answers your question of why I follow her everywhere, because I don't know the city too well, and I can't stay locked up in her flat while she's in lessons.
... and the rest of that reply is indeed perceivable as being slanderous and derogatory, hence warrents no further deconstruction.
But then there's another reply, from someone actually kind enough to leave there name.
I couldnt believe you posted this when I read it... and from what hear, is been heavily ammended, im just sorry i missed the first blog to see what you really thought of us, who u hardly know a hasten to add... Thanks for being so false! Does 'Calisto' know what u've put here? Knowing that she's on this course too? How F*****g rude...
The "heavy ammendment" was merely the removal of one website address, at request. Absolutely nothing else got edited, bar maybe some spelling errors. Otherwise, that is the original post.
AND to know that you don't even attend Uni... Don't get me started...
I thought we'd made it pretty clear from the word go that I never went to uni. Why would you have thought I did to begin with?
One thing I seem to notice a lot about the type of replies I tend to get to this blog is that people don't think I research, something I often admit to. This is, nor has ever been researched opinion unless otherwise stated. I almost never claim to be an absolute authority on anything, and yet because I don't have some form of relevant research, or official credentials I'm not allowed to share my opinion no matter how grossly misinformed it is.
Can anyone who reads this honestly say they've never had an uninformed opinion? Sure, maybe not everyone is willing to air them so openly, but it's something an awful lot of people do.
But then, lets not turn this into another rant that just becomes a case of "la la, not listening". Now I've answered the questions directly, but maybe there's a bigger issue here. Perhaps I should ask myself a few questions, such as why do I keep nitpicking these flamebait replies? Also what makes me appear so condescending and self righteous? Why do people seem to think I take great pride in the things I openly decry as terrible? Just what am I still doing at something that was a part time job after all this time, and what am I going to do with my life?
The answer to the last one, I don't know, but apparently people aren't going to accept my opinions as valid until I stop being "just another ten-a-penny cashier". Because naturally nothing till workers do matters, as they're clearly morons who can't even form a sentence properly and never did anything with there lives.
That bothers me. I'm not going to give you the "till staff are people too" speech ... again. It just bugs me that just because I never found out what it was I actually want to do for a living, I'm stupid. For what it's worth I ploughed nearly three grand into a home learning accounts course that I found myself increasingly de-motivated from, and eventually abandoned for how frustrating, boring, and annoying it had become to me.
I am sorry y'know, I mean I never meant to be clever, and believe me if I'd known I was going to end up stood at a kiosk for what might be my entire life I would've paid less attention at school. I'm sorry I managed to remember trivia, and learn the logic behind certain things within mathamatics and science, when only the basics of counting would've sufficed at the kiosk.
likewise I apologise for never actively focusing on a career I wanted. I spent so long so sure that accountancy was the job that I wanted, based entirely on what others said I'd be good at, that I never even looked in to what it actually was. By the time it actually came to working full time, I'd finally realised school had passed me by, and I've got no way of knowing what I actually want in life let alone how to get it.
Yet who cares about my tragic sob story as to why I'm such a failure anyway? I'm clearly not worth the time of those who actually did do the research, did decide what they wanted, and are actively pursuing it. I'm clearly just a lazy and workshy nothing who can't do the hard work, or get the grades.
All in all I'm just bitter here. Go ahead and call me a spoilt little emo brat. I'm well aware I'm sounding like one.
Or maybe you could actually learn something from this and count your blessings. Sure, some people got lucky, others never got the chances, and sometimes there are people like me who had all the chances in the world, and didn't even realise he was blowing them until he woke up one morning, twenty two years old, and working full time in the same part time job he took on four years ago that was "only going to last until [he] gets something proper after [his] A levels are over".
I know I've had my opportunities, I know I've wasted a lot of time in pursuit of pipe dreams, and have squandered an awful lot of potential based on the belief that potential would eventually become something worthwhile, and I know I've made a lot of mistakes in the past that I would erase if only I could.
So to the next person who wants to tell me where I've gone wrong, take a look at your own life and ask yourself what gives you the authority to assume you're doing better than me? Sure, I might have my issues, I might have my problems, I might've had drama's in my past, and I might've made costly mistakes, but do you really think you're much better? Sure, you might be in a better place fiscally, or you might have an IQ that's more than double mine, or maybe you've even gone through uni, got the degree that proves your committed to, and competent at something, but I very much doubt any of that gives you the right to turn to me and call me stupid just because of who I am and what I do.
And without wanting to make this sound like a live journal entry, if you've got a problem with me being in your uni some of the time when I'm not a student, and am not actually learning anything that's to my benefit (ever seen me in anything other than the movie screenings?), actually come talk to me and tell me why it's such an issue for you. God knows I'm more likely to work towards solving the grievances of someone who's being genuinely sincere than the one whose taking an opportunity to call me "a retarded, scraggily toothed, balding, paedophille" [paraphrased].
With that I'm off, I assume I'll get more insulting replies that bring me no closer to resolution, and will regret this post within three days.
One thing I seem to notice a lot about the type of replies I tend to get to this blog is that people don't think I research, something I often admit to. This is, nor has ever been researched opinion unless otherwise stated. I almost never claim to be an absolute authority on anything, and yet because I don't have some form of relevant research, or official credentials I'm not allowed to share my opinion no matter how grossly misinformed it is.
Can anyone who reads this honestly say they've never had an uninformed opinion? Sure, maybe not everyone is willing to air them so openly, but it's something an awful lot of people do.
But then, lets not turn this into another rant that just becomes a case of "la la, not listening". Now I've answered the questions directly, but maybe there's a bigger issue here. Perhaps I should ask myself a few questions, such as why do I keep nitpicking these flamebait replies? Also what makes me appear so condescending and self righteous? Why do people seem to think I take great pride in the things I openly decry as terrible? Just what am I still doing at something that was a part time job after all this time, and what am I going to do with my life?
The answer to the last one, I don't know, but apparently people aren't going to accept my opinions as valid until I stop being "just another ten-a-penny cashier". Because naturally nothing till workers do matters, as they're clearly morons who can't even form a sentence properly and never did anything with there lives.
That bothers me. I'm not going to give you the "till staff are people too" speech ... again. It just bugs me that just because I never found out what it was I actually want to do for a living, I'm stupid. For what it's worth I ploughed nearly three grand into a home learning accounts course that I found myself increasingly de-motivated from, and eventually abandoned for how frustrating, boring, and annoying it had become to me.
I am sorry y'know, I mean I never meant to be clever, and believe me if I'd known I was going to end up stood at a kiosk for what might be my entire life I would've paid less attention at school. I'm sorry I managed to remember trivia, and learn the logic behind certain things within mathamatics and science, when only the basics of counting would've sufficed at the kiosk.
likewise I apologise for never actively focusing on a career I wanted. I spent so long so sure that accountancy was the job that I wanted, based entirely on what others said I'd be good at, that I never even looked in to what it actually was. By the time it actually came to working full time, I'd finally realised school had passed me by, and I've got no way of knowing what I actually want in life let alone how to get it.
Yet who cares about my tragic sob story as to why I'm such a failure anyway? I'm clearly not worth the time of those who actually did do the research, did decide what they wanted, and are actively pursuing it. I'm clearly just a lazy and workshy nothing who can't do the hard work, or get the grades.
All in all I'm just bitter here. Go ahead and call me a spoilt little emo brat. I'm well aware I'm sounding like one.
Or maybe you could actually learn something from this and count your blessings. Sure, some people got lucky, others never got the chances, and sometimes there are people like me who had all the chances in the world, and didn't even realise he was blowing them until he woke up one morning, twenty two years old, and working full time in the same part time job he took on four years ago that was "only going to last until [he] gets something proper after [his] A levels are over".
I know I've had my opportunities, I know I've wasted a lot of time in pursuit of pipe dreams, and have squandered an awful lot of potential based on the belief that potential would eventually become something worthwhile, and I know I've made a lot of mistakes in the past that I would erase if only I could.
So to the next person who wants to tell me where I've gone wrong, take a look at your own life and ask yourself what gives you the authority to assume you're doing better than me? Sure, I might have my issues, I might have my problems, I might've had drama's in my past, and I might've made costly mistakes, but do you really think you're much better? Sure, you might be in a better place fiscally, or you might have an IQ that's more than double mine, or maybe you've even gone through uni, got the degree that proves your committed to, and competent at something, but I very much doubt any of that gives you the right to turn to me and call me stupid just because of who I am and what I do.
And without wanting to make this sound like a live journal entry, if you've got a problem with me being in your uni some of the time when I'm not a student, and am not actually learning anything that's to my benefit (ever seen me in anything other than the movie screenings?), actually come talk to me and tell me why it's such an issue for you. God knows I'm more likely to work towards solving the grievances of someone who's being genuinely sincere than the one whose taking an opportunity to call me "a retarded, scraggily toothed, balding, paedophille" [paraphrased].
With that I'm off, I assume I'll get more insulting replies that bring me no closer to resolution, and will regret this post within three days.
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I'd rather you be working Pots, mate. Rather than another of my non-related dependents...
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