Smarty Pants

There is something to be said for people who either have an education and/or are constantly educating themselves and have a thirst for learning.

I have tried the online dating thing (okay, “tried” is a loose word – I have messaged back-and-forth), and I finally realized why I could never muster up the strength to ever actually meet any of the guys I was communicating with.

Because, to put it bluntly, they’re all complete idiots. (And, also, meeting a complete stranger off the internet scares the living daylights out of me. But, that’s beside my point.)

I realize that I, myself, do not actually have a college degree. But I am educated. I graduated high school with a 3.75 gpa. I have been to college. I’ve sat in thousands of classrooms. I have read textbooks. I have soaked up information like a metaphorical sponge.

So when I try and communicate with somebody who literally has nothing else to talk about except for crossfit and a strict diet of chicken and rice, it’s no freaking wonder my eyes glaze over and I just never end up writing back.

A close friend of mine just graduated from San Diego State with a BA in Interior Design (for those of you who think “Oh that’s just an easy art major.” Well, it’s effing not an easy art major.) This friend of mine spent years, months, hours, blood, sweat and tears working her ass off to get this degree. She put herself through school, she paid for rent, she paid for her car, and she worked late hours until one or two in the morning to be able to afford all of those things. (And now she’s rewarding herself for all of her hard work with a trip to Europe – a place she’s never been before).

And, on top of all of that, she is constantly reading articles and learning about other topics that she is passionate about.

Every morning I wake up and there is a link on her Facebook page to some article she was reading about at two or three in the morning. And I love it! I can’t necessarily say that I always agree with everything that she believes or everything that she posts, but I so respect and admire her for putting it out there. And for educating other people on topics they know nothing of.

What prompted me to write this post is an essay of hers that I read this morning.

For one of her final college assignments, she had to write a paper – I’m not sure what the stipulations were – something art related, of course, but that’s all I know. She chose to write about the history and meaning behind tattoos, and how that history has misconstrued society’s idea of them. Debating whether or not she wanted to share it on her own blog, she asked me to read it and share my thoughts (as I have throughout her college process with many of her other essays).

As somebody who doesn’t have any tattoos (yet), I was stoked to have the opportunity to read her paper. And I was not disappointed! As far as tattoos go, I am really not a judgmental person. What other people choose to display permanently on their bodies is really no business of mine. My friend’s essay really opened my mind and gave me a peek into the origins of tattoos and how they’ve come to be so negatively construed in modern day society.

Okay, sorry, getting a little off track here. My point in all of this is that my friend intrigues me. Or, rather, people who have passions and a thirst for learning intrigue me. Just because I don’t agree with somebody about something doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy hearing about it. I love to learn! (Just not in a classroom and for a grade). I love when my friends are interested in something and want to share it with me. More often than not, I find myself wanting to learn more about their passions and it ends up becoming an interest of my own.

So I guess what I’m getting at here is, educate yourselves! Education is technically free. You don’t have to pay thousands of dollars and sit in a classroom to learn something. And, believe it or not, there are people out there who don’t want somebody for just their looks. Okay, looks don’t hurt, but what the heck is going on in that brain?! I wanna know!

Teach me something.

**If you are interested in reading my friend’s essay on tattoos, stay tuned. It’s not live yet, but it will be. In the meantime, if you have a yearning to read anything else she’s posted, click here.

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