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Dippin,
I know exactly what you were talking about. I moved from Calgary, Ab, Canada to Hilliard (Suburb of Columbus), Oh, USA. No one ever cared enough to ask about where I was from but as a requirement to graduating high school, I had to take American Government, History and pass a citizenship test. Although my history class was awesome, my government teacher preached that his rule in his class was finite and the citizenship was a joke (I learned most of what was on it from watching hockey games and there were people who failed it). There was no other history classes, the closest thing was a greek mythology class which oddly was an english class. Canadian Math apparently is different than their math so I had to take summer courses to "catch up," and the fact that I got 95+ in them didn't change their mind. I hung out with the outcasts, mostly because a guy used to always pick on me for being from Canada, like it was seriously different from the US. I still have really good friends there and I think that most of the people who pick on other people in high school are laughable, because those 4 years will be the best in their lives, which is laughable. I do not at all mean to put down the US educational system or people in the US, there are some really amazing people who went to that school, the Valedictorian chose to become a photographer not because Univerities threw money at him, but because life is precious and you can't waste time on not doing what you want.
But I would never go, I don't talk to anyone in my graduating class. I would knock the guy who made fun of me, the fuck out, his ignorance pissed me off more than anything.
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