What I Actually Learned In College

College is a scam. I think most people know that by now, but I hate the whole way college has been pushed on young people. We are presented with the idea that further education is the only way to go and to go that way you need to go into debt.

I went to school with so many people who went to college because that’s what they thought they were supposed to do. Only to drop out and work in a trade that they had an interest in before even going into college – which is perfectly FINE. But I hate that they felt they had to take out loans to go to school when they had a perfectly suitable career path lined up without it.

I didn’t learn anything about my current career in college. I learned almost nothing academically. My first two years were spent taking gen eds that I never used and even my major-focused courses were a complete joke. I can give props to two of my classes that I took for my concentration – New Media I and New Media II. These classes taught me how to blog and taught me html which was very useful. I will give an honorable mention to my online journalism class but that’s about it.

What I actually learned in college is how to make friends. I learned how to manage a schedule. I learned how to put myself out there. I learned how to be accountable for my actions. The experience of college taught me much more than the classes ever did – but I don’t think experience itself is worth tens of thousands of dollars a year.

I know that there are careers out there that need college. But everything I know about my field of work I learned while working in it or I taught myself. I know that most of the time in college, students are self teaching anyway because professors are overloaded or just suck.

I hate the scam that is college. I don’t regret college but I do regret paying that much for the idea of an education – for a degree that says I was taught something in their school when I could’ve done it on my own plus $300 for those other 3 classes I mentioned.

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One Year Blogiversary

It’s been one year since I posted my first Hookup Culture article on WordPress and I couldn’t be happier!!

Hookup Culture started as a school project for my New Media Concentration. I basically just wanted to create a space to openly talk about all the things we normally talk about with our friends. I never imagined how involved I would become in the blogging community and how many people would email me or come up to me to tell me about how much they love my blog.

A little bit about Hookup Culture: I have 163 followers on WordPress, over 300 likes on Facebook, and 400 followers on Twitter. I take a lot of time to grow those numbers, so sorry I had to brag about it a little :). This blog has become like my baby. I love each and every person that has even given my blog a view because I never knew I could average hundreds of views per week.

A little bit about me: I’m 22 years old, single and writing about it, and trying to enjoy my postgrad life. I’m a Communications Assistant at a non profit. I am so happy to¬†be able to do what I love (which is social media/marketing/communications/new media) while helping people. I am also beginning to dip my feet into freelance blogging. Some fun facts:

  • October is my favorite month and Halloween
    is myfavorite holiday.
  • I live for Tim Burton movies.
  • I often like animals more than I like people.
  • I’ve been writing short stories and poetry since at least 5th grade.

image1A hugeeee thank you to anyone and everyone who has even peeked at my blog before. I hope you continue to enjoy it! My goals are just to become even more involved in the blogging community and establish a place for myself here. This blog has always been a way for me to vent, but now it’s just become so much more and I couldn’t be more grateful ūüôā


A Rejected Postgrad


It kind of seems like people have been telling my generation our whole lives that the job market sucks. ¬†It has been a topic of conversation ever since we were in middle school and didn’t even have ability to stare 5 years into our future and think about what we wanted to major in when we got to college.

When forced to start thinking about it as we emerged into our teen years, we all threw out some ideas that seemed like good careers that would make us happy. We wanted to be teachers, nurses, artists, and psychologists. We wanted to teach people, help people, create, and cause change.

But teachers don’t make money – we were told. ¬†Everyone wants to be a nurse, it’s too competitive – we were told. An artist isn’t a career – we were told. ¬†You aren’t going to go anywhere with that unless you want to be in school for the rest of your life – we were told.

I always wanted to do something with English and creative writing, I even listed it as my major when I made my first scary steps into college. But questions flooded me – what are you going to do with that? Do you think you’ll make any money? You consider that a career?

I guess it wasn’t practical, to do what I wanted to do. So I chose to major in advertising, a field that is always growing. ¬†I chose to minor in journalism, because I did like to write. ¬†I chose to concentrate in new media, because it was artistic and taught me about the new world of media and social media.

Yet here I am, starting my search for a career and consistently coming up empty. For every 40 jobs I apply to, I will maybe hear back from 3.  And maybe get an interview from one of them. I spend my days on online job boards clicking apply, submitting my resume, refilling out information that is already on my resume, then confirming that I am a white female that is not disabled and is not a protected veteran. Over and over and over again.

These online job boards send you “no-reply” emails, so you have no chance of ever contacting the person you want to work for. You’re lucky if someone even sends you an email to deny you, they’ll most likely ignore you.

I was fortunate enough to land a great internship¬†for the summer. ¬†I have experience, but entry level jobs now apparently require at least 3 years experience. ¬†And any entry level job that doesn’t, will probably have you sitting at a desk making pesky phone calls or going door to door for sales.

So thanks for warning me about the failing job market, I guess I just thought it would get better or changing my career path would help me out. For now, I’ll be receiving dozens of confirmation emails and waiting around until someone decides to make me an accepted postgrad, instead of a rejected one.

Succeeding In Today’s Schools

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I’ve resisted school ever since I was young. Waking up early only to sit at a desk for hours a day just didn’t make sense to me. I never put in my full effort. Not in middle school, not in high school, and not in college. ¬†I paid attention as little as I needed to to pass the class. ¬†I didn’t fail classes, I didn’t really even get C’s. But I never learned, either.

Everything in the school system is so dependent on grades and test scores rather than actually measuring how much a student is learning.

I don’t understand math, I never have and probably never will at this point. ¬†Yet, I passed all of my classes because I bullshitted enough to get by for the quiz that week or haggled the answer out of my teacher by showing how much I was struggling. ¬†Then we would start a new topic and it just seemed to me that I never had to learn what we were learning before anyway. ¬†It was done and over with – I would never use it again.

The people who succeed, despite the school system failing them, are those who are completely motivated by learning. ¬†They do it on their own time and they love it. ¬†They don’t measure all of their knowledge based off what grades they’re getting in school or what their SAT score was.

I took plenty of classes in college that were appealing to me. I took plenty of classes in college that were poorly taught. ¬†I can only name a few classes where I learned things that benefited my future and myself. The rest, I did the bare minimum and still got an A. ¬†Professors don’t want to fail you, especially for a general education course. ¬†How are we supposed to be interested in every prerequisite class thrown our way? How does anyone learn that way? ¬†In the end, it didn’t really matter how much I actually knew to get my degree. ¬†I got it because I passed my classes and kept my GPA up.

And you won’t get a job without a degree. ¬†You won’t get a job without two years of sociology, psychology, literature, and ethics classes. ¬†You won’t get a job if you don’t fake it till you make it enough in those classes to have a high GPA.

I can’t blame the people who aren’t consistently curious like I am, but the school system is completely failing these people because they are only motivated off of numbers that don’t even measure learning. ¬†It’s not their fault, it’s the fault of those who are telling them that’s all you need to be successful in life – a 95 on a test, a 2300 on the SATs or whatever the SAT’s are scoring as high these days, a 4.0 GPA.

(If I end up being successful) I attribute it all to googling every question that popped into my head and reading articles until I was satisfied. ¬†I attribute it to the countless books I’ve read since I was a kid, for fun and not because I was being forced to. ¬†I attribute it to my 5th grade teacher who got me into creative writing, my 7th grade English teacher who became family, my high school history teachers who loved the world’s past, my New Media professors in college, and the few other random professors who just had a passion for what they were teaching. ¬†The teachers who wanted to teach for our benefit and not their own.