Uni blues

I started my second semester uni subject a couple of weeks ago and it's the last subject of the third degree I actually intend to complete. After this (as long as I pass) I have sworn off formal study for at least 10 years. Ever since I left high school (93) I have been involved in some sort of tertiary study. I can safely say that after all these years of cramming my brain full of uni level information, I don't think I'm much smarter. If anything my mind is less....um, good at thinky stuff. I still hate assignments, I still despise exams, I think most lecturers are one dimensional bores and I have paid thousands and thousands of dollars to find this out. When I ask myself why I put myself though all those missed lectures or drawing pictures of naked women while pretending to take notes at the lectures I did attend, I struggle for a good answer. Ultimately I reckon that for the most part it beats working...well apart for the not getting paid bit. When you do enter the workforce employers look at a good degree as though it is some sort of holy grail, but many of the people I know who have decent degrees are not necessarily the best workers. Anyone with a lot of cash, a dash of intelligence and who's willing to put in a semi-decent effort can get just about any type of degree, but does that make them good at a certain job??? I'm not bashing education as a whole, but most of what I've learnt at uni I could have sat down with a few text books and taught myself for considerably less cost. Of course, at the end of that I wouldn't have had a piece of paper from a fine tertiary institution.