No Sense of Direction

I do not know where I am going or where I am coming from. I am not really sure why I am here, to gain knowledge supposedly, but everything I learn seems so trivial. The world is falling apart and all I can do is sit here, and read. What will theory do to advance action? Nothing. I am now living proof of Hume's theory.

So I sit here and write about this predicament.

I try, barely, to get by in school... the diploma is nothing but a licence to speak and be heard... although I am not doing as well as I could be doing. A modest B- is all that I have been able to manage. At this rate, I will wind up in teaching I suppose... hopefully I will be able to move on to higher education though.

Now, its time to get back to my theories... maybe something will be worth it.