Why are people so rude?

Yesterday was pretty average, I had to read my "about me" essay in front of the class, which went better than expected, I don't have any friends in there so I'm kind of a loner. The teacher pulled me aside to tell me how she liked what i wrote about wanting to turn baking and cake decorating into my career, so she told me about her step daughter who works in a fancy restraunt in New York called "BLT fish" the whole story was pretty interesting and it felt nice to be pulled aside for something small and personal like that. But when another student who was reading their essay, a group of people in the class made fun of him out loud. I felt horribly bad for him, he was one of those mexican's that was borderline gangster. I had him in two of my classes and he seemed nice enough, didn't talk much, participated and seemed overall happy. So I had nothing against him. But I really felt bad for him, because I have been that kid that they all laugh at, because like I said, writing about yourself is hard, so people struggle with it. You never know what you should or want to share with people you barley know. I wanted to walk up to him and tell him I liked his paper, but because I'm so shy I didn't. Then during the same class, a guy he had been talking to left for lunch and never came back. A girl in class went on and on about how he was probably getting high somewhere and thats all those people do. I heard very well and I knew he heard, I could tell it upset him, which made me feel even worse for him. But I'm a quite person in that class so I cant really say anything to these people, not yet at least. One day I'll get so annoyed and snap at them. I really felt bad for this boy, he seemed nice, nicer than most mexicans, and he seemed to actually try in school, which is empressive to me because there are so many people in general who don't care about school, and to be made fun of for trying breaks my heart. Because thats the reason why people drop out, because of people who think they are better than everybody and are obnoxious. One day I will muster up the courage to go talk to this mysterious mexican boy and tell him I liked his paper, or to stick up when people make racist comments like he's not even there. But that day has not yet come. This consumed my mind the rest of the day.


And today, once again I got in a little trouble in seminary. When I honestly didn't do anything. Everybody knows I'm less than enthusiastic about school in general. I get tired when I'm bored and I'm easily bored. We were in class going over some scripture memorizing stuff, where you write the first letter of every word and miraculously remember it like that, this has never worked for me. I really needed to go to the bathroom and refill my water bottle, so, like I have done in seminary for the past 3 years, I got up and went to the bathroom without asking for permission, you cant really leave the seminary building without the teacher hearing the doors so this has never been an issue. While me and a friend were filling up our water bottles the teacher came out of the classroom and told us we need to ask to go to the bathroom, that he will say yes we just need to ask. Me, being tired and bored told him it was something we have never had to ask for in three years and its gonna be a hard habbit to learn, because its kinda of annoying to have to ask like a 5 year old to go to the bathroom, most of my regular classes I dont even have to ask to go to the bathroom. So then we all went back into the classroom, and while I was sitting at my desk the teacher came up to just me, and told me I need to give him the respect he gives me. Now I didn't think I was being disrespectful in anyway to anybody. Nobody else was told this, just me. So that kind of frustrated me. All of this makes me miss our old seminary teacher, which we had just started getting used to when they had to switch schools. I think it takes a long time to get used to all your students and realize they are all different. And we had just gotten to that point when he left. Now we have a new teacher that is very different from our last two teachers. And I dont think nine months will be long enough to get used to him. And also when I walked into class he informed me that he had heard stories about me from a woman from church that I dont even know. I told him that was weird because she dosn't even know me, and he talked to me like I was stupid, like she did know me. When I most certainly do not know this lady he spoke of. He came up to me multiple times saying she sounded like she knew me. I dont know why it was so hard to understand that she must have gotten mixed up, because he dosn't even know me enough to know if other people know me well. So seminary is kind of getting off on a bad foot.