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I grew up in a big poor family. My parents, refugees, convinced me that the best way to get ahead was education. They begged me to go to university, but I didn't listen to them and almost failed out of high school.
Still, people told me I was very smart. I never believed them, I felt like it was just something that people told kids failing in school to make them go to school. It wasn't until I started dating a girl going to one of the best unis in the states and I realized, no I was actually just really smart.
I started to try really hard, following her example with the idea that I could make it.
What a joke.
Last year, I got into an Ivy. I was ecstatic, doing graduate school here seemed like such an amazing opportunity, something that would put me ahead. When I got here, nah.
The people here, the elite, they'll never let you in. They can smell the poverty on you and it doesn't matter how smart you are, you're not one of them. Even if you try your hardest, they'll gossip behind your back, blacken your name, sabotage your work, and try to embarrass you in class to bring you down to where they think you should be.
When you outsmart them (which happens often because most of them are just legacy students), they will not forget. They will stalk you, threaten you, and kick you while you're down.
The elite, if you're not born into them, forget it.
