Dumb Fucking People

I planned for and could be studying for my Filipino exam tomorrow, but it's noon and I feel like eating lunch and writing. For lunch it's two packets of oatmeal (banana bread and maple&brown sugar combined), a cup of blueberry yogurt, and an orange. I've turned into a health freak but I'm loving it. For the writing it's a short commentary on how people with little to no street smarts, i.e. common sense, can get into a prestigious (it won't seem as much when I'm done) school like Michigan, due to their relative booksmarts, nepotism (more accurately, alumni relations), or money.

I was sitting in my Comm 102 lecture, waiting for it to begin. I heard a girl a couple of rows behind me, one of those stereotypical east coast New Englanders who are strong willed and outspoken in all the wrong ways and for none of the right reasons. The girl was jabbering away, bragging about this and that, when I heard her loudly proclaim that her high school class had graduated 55 students to Michigan. She compounded her own declaration as if it was new information to her, blaring (imagine the accent for added effect), "Wow, that's soooo many people!" I scoffed in my mind and a grin started to pull at the corners of my mouth. Yeah, 55 is a lot, but a far cry from the best. Since she wanted to brag so much, I'll do it here. My HS alma mater, North Farmington, typically sends at least twice that amount to Michigan every single year, with up to three times the amount getting in, but those others choose to go someplace like State for a different atmosphere. I don't know why anyone from the north would want to double major in wheat chewing and combine driving/cornhusking with a minor in cowmilking, but that's just me. Not to mention North Farmington is Michigan's top high school in the entire nation in terms of GPA outlook, a +.6 to their GPA. Now imagine all the high schools in the country. All of them. And North Farmington is the best. Suck that.

Actually, that was when I was back in school; after I graduated they got rid of school of choice and thus the smart people nowadays don't have an option to go to NF like I did, so things might very well have changed since then.

I pushed that shit out of my mind to focus and about halfway into the lecture Professor Kwak listed the top five advertising slogans to date. The fifth was, "Great taste, less filling" from gross Miller Lite, the fourth and third I forget, but the second, which I was surprised isn't the first, was "Just do it." Almost instantly, I heard that same voice, who ludicrously, matter-of-factly said (imagine it again and you'll really lol, lmao, and rofl), "Oh, that's Adidas' slogan!!!"

Luckily for her it wasn't very loud, and it only transferred to about three rows in either direction. I made one of those "what the flying fuck?" faces, and nearly broke out laughing in the ultracasual manner she said it in. But before anyone could react to the statement, the prof moved on to something else. Still, the thought stuck in my head and I told myself I had blog this. I don't see how anyone could NOT know "Just do it." A homeless kid in an Ecuadorian ghetto would know what that slogan stands for.

You'll notice though, that I haven't actually named the host company, because I want to know if YOU can associate it correctly. If you're having trouble remembering where "Just do it" comes from, you should just move to Canada and be done with it because YOU ARE NOT AMERICAN, nor are you a person of this planet.

This is not a knock on east coasters or New Englanders; in fact, some of the sharpest and most ambitious people I know are from that region. It's this one particular instance that makes me question why certain people are here, and if they chose to come here for a reason other than to add it to another list of things to brag about.

I have noticed though, that there surprisingly exists a good amount of stupid people on this campus. Most of the time it's people who have a good amount of book smarts (which is how they get in), but they lack any semblance of common sense. Other times it's swapped, with people knowing the best way to get by without actually knowing shit. My academic problems have spawned from pure laziness, not lack of academic ability, and that's most of the problems my friends have too. But if you sit down in a lecture and listen to all the conversations going on, you'll sometimes notice that some people are clueless and oblivious to what's going on. I'll admit, I don't keep up on my readings and such very well, but I still get the gist of what the deal is.

I mean, how hard can it be?

Despite that, I still catch myself at times wondering how some of these people get admitted.

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