Confusion

I come to this great school; one of my aims was to hear out to these great thinkers. So I listen to what Seth Godin, Rajat Gupta and many other souls have to say and what i conclude is this: I have wasted my entire life running after a crummy system in which I have failed to give any worth purpose to my life. Mr Godin and everybody else's message has been that you have to damn the entire idea of this factory model. Some marketing stuff that he talked about was that advertising has been shouting and spamming for number of years now. But that's gonna change. New way is going to be is to connect. I am indeed a part of this factory model and I have been thus for a while now. Doing stereotypical stuff, studying non sense that i have never used, mugging up stuff that never meant anything two weeks later, talking to family and friends about my school telling them how nice it was, all that has been life. But here is this extraordinary guy, telling me that what you do is worthless. Choose what you can lead, connect with your 'tribe'. Where in this world am i going to find my tribe, i don't know what tribe to lead? I am groping around and i have been searching that for a while now, but i have had no success. I am sure that there are people like me, who haven't found their yet. The biggest problem of our life is not to find how, but to find what to look for?
 He intended brain washing me and making me blog at this hour when I have some real necessory mundane tasks waiting to be completed. I wonder why have I never found a college which gives me a chance to think beyond usual, something new, and how come it has always been hectic? Do this do that...they will tell me all the time. Some hopeless reports, assignments which probably no one bothers to read properly, they keep piling up in the back yards of the college. I wonder if i'll ever have the time to wander and do some ridiculous stuff, implement weirdest ideas and think about almost every nonsensical thing in this world and then finally, still find some people who like to be disturbed with these things in their normal stuff. I agree to take the blame of falling prey to this system, but the realization came too late. I am sorry about myself and hope that I will help some people realize it sooner. But is there a recovery? I will head out of here, to another job, sell some stuff I don't appreciate much and make some money that will not be enough to buy me what I want, hog husband's money and in the end, do nothing 'artistic' at all. What excuse do I have? Well I live in society, i don't have time and that I want money that doesn't come by easily to live a good life. I hope that I am not a that hopeless person and I hope that idea for which I have been waiting all my life will come to me one day.