here's my story on college:
I was a bright kid - the top of the school when young. I didn't try hard later at school because the end was going to come and wasn't pushed to make an effort. I started A-levels (pre Uni education) but dropped out because life wasn't great at home and I wasn't enjoying it. I basically had no purpose in life and I knew I couldn't go to Uni. I was applauded in the KH for being a drop-out and I started pioneering which was all everyone talked about.
At my KH no-one did a degree. Any kind of further education was worldly thinking from satan. You'd get involved with drugs and girls and the occult. At best you'd not get a job at the end of it. It was all extremely negative.
I decided to go to college in my 20's because I wanted to be out of my parents control by buying a house and needed to earn decent money to do that. I went under the pretext that they were professional qualifications which would allow me to do well paid part time work later on. It kept me away from some meetings but I went to evening meetings at two KH's. It was so hard. Working full time maybe 10 hours a day, travelling for 3 hours and 3 hours of college too. I was always tired.
During those years I got so many patronising negative comments; "haven't you finished yet" "why don't we see you more" "what is the point". By the time I finished quite a number of teenagers started doing degrees and got a lot of stick about it (not that they were following my example in any way).
I've now got a great career, own an expensive house in a great area and more importantly been able to successfully fade so I can spend my life with people who care instead of depression inducing nutters (apologies to any JW's reading this).
Higher education is great - life is too short.
MMXIV