Dead Authors and Schools of Thought

I have lately only been reading deceased authors and it makes me rather depressed. You see, I get very attached to characters in books and movies, and in books that extends to the author. This is especially true in non-fiction writers. But then when the book is done I realize they are dead again. I hate when books end.

School is also depressing. I realized I learned far more in the 5 weeks I worked with Ruby than the last 3 months. next semester I want to work with a tailor again and if it goes well I may not go back to school next year. It's just not giving me the knowledge I want. I'd almost go so far as to say I am learning nothing. I'm almost unlearning things because I haven't truly designed or created anything this semester. School is a waste of money. Apprenticeships are where it's at.