Currently Reading Ordinary Resurrections: Children in the Years of Hope By Jonathan Kozol see related

This will be a rant. It could be fun?

So, I can't stand stupid people...at all. Seriously, how can people be so stupid and still make it in college?  Not to mention, I'm pretty much "the baby" in most of my classes...being at least a year younger than the rest of them.  I never thought I'd say this, but I'm so thankful that I got the education in High School that I did...this goes for Clark HS (9th and 10th) and Plano East (11th & 12th).  Plano East was ridiculously huge (for those of you that aren't from Plano...huge meaning a graduating class of around 1,250...people here in OK seem to think that a class size of 700 is too big. ha), but they had things together.  I mean, today I got back a paper that I was positive that I would have gotten a C on.  It was no more than a B- paper. I got it back, and holy crap it was a 100.  It sounds lame, but sometimes I want to earn what I'm given. If I would have turned that same paper into my 11th grade English teacher, she would have laughed at it, written a fat "F" on it, and then given me a long speech about how I wasn't applying myself... and that if I was going to continue that same work, then I needed to switch into the lower level courses.  That teacher was by far the best teacher I've ever had...because basically (excuse my language), she could read through the bullshit. It's so irritating to me when some chick in my math classes doesn't understand why 2+2=4 (okay, so that's an exaggeration...but it doesn't hit too far from the mark). *Don’t get me wrong, I encountered some awful teachers at East along the way…such as Satan (Ms. Williams) – my 11^th grade physics teacher.*
And yes, I fully understand that some people didn't have the option of going to good High Schools, but hell, if you're in college and taking upper level classes - you need to raise the freaking bar.  It's like the first time in one of my English classes here, a girl argued with my professor about how she didn't understand why we would write a paper and not use the 5-paragraph format. Are you kidding? That method was Elementary and Middle School work. The girl was almost in tears because she was so frustrated with the idea of being creative in her writing and not sticking to the structured and banal method that she was accustomed to.
I hope this doesn't come across that I think I'm better than anyone, because I definitely am not. This stuff just frustrates me...almost as much as people that complain about how bad life is when they have so much.  Seriously, stop using depression to get attention.  But that's a whole different rant for another time.