Is "Life" open book? Because I didn't study...

School. Oh yes, we all go to school at some point. Maybe you don't. Maybe you dropped out. Maybe you're a post doctorate. Maybe you're just some schmuck who stumbled into a classroom, sat in a desk, and woke up hours later, realizing you learned quantum physics in your sleep. Who knows? Honestly, I don't give a damn. We've all had some sort of education experience, where we're told that this is going to be important. Addition, multiplication, reading. Maybe later in life you learn things related to a potential job. Your college major. Your concentration. Your job training.

But there's more to life than learning in a classroom. We learn from our experiences. Our mistakes. Our successes. The old adage of "You learn more from your failures than your successes" echoes true, whether we want to admit it or not. I mean, look at the way things play out. Sure, we can write a paper about Oedipus Rex, learn all about how Oedipus offed his father and diddled his mother, but who's the professor for life? Who judges your decisions that you make, just as a professor grades your papers on whether you were right or wrong that gravity points down or whether or not Hamlet was crazy or really seeing his father's ghost.

The answer, my friends, is simple. You are your own professor. You are the one who judges the validity of your decisions. You choose how you let things affect you. You learn on your own. Sure, there are people who guide you along the way, but when push comes to shove, and the chips are down, you're the one who decides along the way. You grade your own performance in life.

Better give yourself a good curve.

-Matt