The nostalgic walk down memory lane

It all started innocently with a youtube link in one of my old classmate's, Barry, instant message nickname. It was a classic "mockumentary" made by another classmate about our hellish days in Waterloo. I look back in surprise and I am amazed that we managed to survive all that. I wonder sometimes how we did it. Sometimes the work that was asked from us was retarded long , hard and ultimately pointless ( for example, all our real time OS did was to show a clock and a timer, I think we also had a calculator in there.) I don't remember much els in that term, except the lack of sleep, and the dream like state I was constantly in, but I guess this is what gives us a sense of nostalgia when we look back. We can pat ourselves in the back for a job well done for somehow managing not to fail and graduate. However, I wonder if the curriculum that emphasized on a lot of busy work caused a lot of gifted students to get disenchanted and abandon a fulfilling career. After watching that video, I started looking at other youtube videos, there are videos of frosh week, eot, mot, irs. Man... there are so many videos. Sadly none from Hardbooty ( our class). I wish we took some more videos like that to remember our time in hell. :P I feel old now... I wish I was a frosh... When I started my undergrad, I thought I knew what I was going to do. I was totally naive, confident, and clueless. How five years of undergrad took that and turn it around. Now, after all my education and a degree with my name on it, I feel like I know nothing. The more I studied the more I come to realize that my knowledge was limited. :/ Maybe that is how people gain wisdom... or maybe that was just a retarded curriculum.