Go to college even if you hate it.
1) The hatred will inspire you to work harder at IM.
2) You'll meet lots of hot chicks (or dudes whatever), go to parties, make mistakes, get laid, get dumped, learn that there are a lot of really cool people in college etc. broadening your horizons which - funnily enough - is what liberal arts colleges are supposed to do anyway. They were never intended to be degree mills and pre-screening mechanisms for some fuckhead human resources drone. Fuck the degree, use University for what it is meant to be: a way to become more than you can by yourself, sitting in a room with your fucking xBox for your only friend.
3) No knowledge is ever wasted. Smart means having the ability to APPLY what you learn, not just the ability to absorb a lot of information. College will reinforce this in you in a way that flying solo probably won't.
4) Universities are a culture. Knowing as much as you can about the people coming out of a college with a degree is as valuable as the degree itself. They are shoppers with brand new fresh credit ratings, dreams, soon to be pregnant wives, little league games and church functions to go to. You can't effectively learn how they think and feel without interacting with them in real life.
5) Prove to yourself you have the balls to finish it; discipline, work ethic, doing what you don't want to do even when you're exhausted, high, hungover, heart broken blah blah blah are valuable lessons that, if nothing else, will help you relate better to your customers.
6) Get the fuck out of the house from time to time. And I can't think of a better, more inspiring way to be tempted away from your computer from time to time than a party, a football match, a hot little red head from the drama department or just SPRING arriving. It's WAY too easy to whine and cry, "Wah. I don't want to go to college. It's hard work. I just want to chill in mom's basement and play WoW and rakez in the l33t cashola from phishing mySpace.
7) You'll wake up one day and realize that you let that shit pass you by and get to my age pale, pasty, fat and desperate to find a way to recapture some of the years you wasted chasing a living when you were in the prime of your strength, learning ability, sexual prowess, invincibility and actual ability and instead of using it to grab life by the balls and drag it around the world kicking and screaming, obeying your every whim and begging for mercy you sat there quietly letting it take a shit on your future and reveling in the stink because you were too inexperienced to realize that that smell isn't roses, it's mildew growing on your ass and in your dreams.
/rant off
