||12-19-2012 01:22 AM
Ditto. I played college hockey and enjoyed my social life at school, but I simply refused to be a good student (in college - had been a great student when I was younger until I started getting bored in high school, and then I coasted until I eventually got kicked out of all my AP classes and what not) until I was ready to grow up, make the minimal work I had done in school amount to something and finally graduate. All in all, I spent 6.5 years in college, taking as few a classes as I was allowed to each semester in order to stay on the team, rampantly dropping classes when I fell too far behind (from skipping) that I could no longer save my grade and basically just ****ing around in general. I skipped more class than anyone that knew me could even believe. I was practically a student in title only; I virtually didn't GO to school
My family went through some tough times while I was in school, which I used as an excuse for my taking so long, along with changing majors three times but, basically, I was out on my own for the first time, hated school and listening to authority, loved having a party life and playing a college sport and decided that I was going to 'go rogue', make the rules, do what I wanted and not listen to anybody. When my NCAA eligibility was up and I couldn't play anymore, I decided to make use of the 70 or so credits I'd actually earned and finished up fairly easily, still without ever trying, doing virtually no homework and never studying a day in my life. The only thing I did differently was actually go to class and keep track of when I had a paper due. I graduated with a 2.96 but I had around a 3.7 in the last 4-5 semesters and some terrible grades (not to mention dozens of Ws on my transcript - for withdrawal) pulled down my cumulative.
The funny thing is I'll probably end up going to graduate school eventually too and, although I'm more mature now and feel like I'd be doing it of my own accord, rather than because it's expected of me, I find it ironic that I hated school SO much when I was younger and made myself into one of the worst students possible, despite having the ability to easily pull As and get myself into honors sections and such. Meanwhile, regarding learning - in my opinion, I learned nothing from my classes in college. I learned a lot from doing it the way I did, living life as fully as possible, experimenting and doing what I wanted and from talking to professors and forming interesting friendships outside of the classroom with some. There's virtually no such thing as 'classroom learning'; they don't teach in classes, they indoctrinate and inundate. Being a good student is tantamount to regurgitating information that you drill yourself to remember, or if you're lucky like myself, absorb absent mindedly and simply spit back out on papers and exams. Learning takes place through living, not through sitting through hours of lectures and note scribbling each day.