I remember being tauntingly called "College boy" senior year by a few classmates. Small town, lots of poverty, majority of my classmates never studied past high school. I didn't react much to it; I felt sorry for them, really. They came from homes that not only didn't stress the value of education, but resented it. And that was the atmosphere these kids grew up in... for the first 18 years of their lives! Every time I think of that I appreciate the fact I had parents who told me I could do anything, if I just prepared myself in school. I wish every young person had that kind of support :/