What am I doing here?

Recently a friend came into my room, collapsed, completely exhausted, onto my bed and uttered the words,
"Sometimes I feel like all ____ is is common sense and readings."
And then time stopped.
Let's face it, apart from classes actually teaching you something (like sciences and math), the subject matter is mostly just common sense. It's not really a revelation when you find out that people are likely to believe that they would have known the answer to a question once finding out said answer, or that generally speaking white people have oppressed every native culture they've come across and stolen their stuff, or even that the square root of X is Y.
It becomes completely draining to go to a class, be bored out of your mind, and observe nothing you hadn't already when you walked through the door. This is a disturbing thought, considering I myself am paying something like $15, 000 a year to be here. It's like being at some sort of carnival - everything is really, really hard to win so that when you manage to get even the worst prize in the barrel, you're ecstatic. And then you realize you just spent $20 and one hour to get a three dollar toy.
I'm throwing my money at University and all it's dishing out are crappy carnival prizes.
And then there comes the readings. Usually long, tedious, and repetitive, they are meant to add the the copious amounts of lecture, online notes, and text book. The readings give us learned people's thoughts, research, and opinions, and then we are told to model our thoughts after that. The readings become the ultimate example of what we are to do with this newly acquired Common Sense. Plagiarism? No, that's only when they can get it in writing.