Online classes are the worst thing to happen to education

Nah my online class is tha shiznit. Due to Covid and upskilling a Cert IV that usually costs around 6 grand in the Australian was absolutely fucken free. Plus being online and I can have the sneaky scotch and not pay attention half the time, shit is boss yo Fuck Australia rules

My first online course I forgot I even had it then found out that I missed out on a few months or however long of homework and asked the teacher to let me do it all and catch up. Thankfully after explaining myself I was allowed to do it all and it worked out. 
I'm totally okay with special online class programs that have their own UI for homework since I found them pretty easy to get through and it can be pretty easy predicting where the answers are too. Online testing however can be dicey sometimes.

www.udemy.com I know of this place. Not sure what else to say about it but surely there are places out there than would let you test and give a degree if you just pass and prove your mastery over the subject? Online or not, but I think that's a valuable option to have available when it seems you can learn and practice most anything you want from the Internet for free (besides being like a doctor of course and other things where experience would matter much more over being book smart). Most prominently with computer programming here, and udemy seems to even give you your own certification.


peerdolius That sounds really lame yeah and should lower the costs but (college) education is big business.

My uni closed the 24/7 studying room back in March and shit's been downhill ever since. I can't study for shit in my room.
If there's something about myself that I learnt during all this, then it's that I am incapable of organising my time, I need someone to tell me what to do and when.

Fuck online classes.

Even worse was that last year when we didn't have ANY CLASSES AT ALL. It was fun playing assassin's creed for the first 2 weeks but soon after that it became just pain and depression. Idk how I made it thru those 3 months.

Do you guys think that the online format itself is the problem or it's just that schools/professors don't handle it well and need to rethink their approach?

I'm asking because I'm rather surprised to see all these negative reactions to online studying on the internet. I hated the university with its commute times, hated being told what do to and when all the time, hated having to fight for professor's attention as a shy guy, etc. On the other hand I've always had considerable success with studying things I'm interested in on my own using materials available on the web. I've never tried distance education with actual classes and stuff, but in my mind I picture it as a superior version of in-class education, with much more freedom and much less bullshit. Is it not like that at all?

The problem is all of it.

My professors are either (a) boomers who invented computers back in the 1960s and fell off the tech tree three years later, or (b) scum like myself, who see the opportunity to do as little work as possible away from the all-seeing academic eye and have entered a strictly minimal mode of operation. I don't mind lecturers avoiding students - done it myself during the spare tutorial I've had to run - but at least, in ye olde days, lecturers had to be proactive and barricade themselves in the English Department with plywood and nails. You wanted a face-to-face, it was expected that you took gasoline and a match and burnt the bastards out of their foxhole. Part of the learning experience.

In short, I didn't work my arse off to get a belated high-school diploma, followed by a fucking scholarship / bursary & access to the best english university course in the country in order to sit at home and watch a geriatric lunatic prune gurn soundlessly into a webcam. If I wanted to do that, I could have signed up for one of literally thousands of online courses, perhaps one that had the added benefit of being more than 25% competent & tech-savvy. I want my fucking library, my literary circles, I want to crawl up some third-rate Tolkien professor's arse and steal their tweeded skin, I want to study in the medical hall with the skulls of deformed children staring at me through their empty eye-sockets and get really, truly, astonishingly drunk with some Tibetan girl half my age with tits like caramel and hazelnut and I can't do any of that sitting locked-down in my fucking shitheap listening to the diabetic upstairs shit 16 times a day into a broken toilet with an ever-running cistern.