Just looked at another high school friend's profile who I recently got back in touch with.  We both went to Berkeley together but now she has a master's from the London School of Economics and an MPH from Harvard.  I know these people were way richer than me and had international ties to family living in other countries, etc.  But dude, I'm sick of being reminded of those disparities.  These folks are nice and don't look down on me but it just depresses me to see how much "further" along many of them are.  Granted, I've never been from their "stock."  My parents aren't professors or lawyers or doctors.  So in some regards, the achievements these folks have under their belt were encouraged and expected by their families whereas they would seem outlandishly ambitious in my own.  My parents would probably scratch their heads if I was hell bent on going to Harvard to get an MPH.  They just wouldn't see the point in aiming that high.  Which isn't a bad thing really.  The pressure in my family is certainly low!  The mental block for me is that some of those experiences and achievements my high school mates have had would be worthwhile for me -- they'd land me in jobs that I would really like and give me opportunities to live a life I'd like to live.  It's just hard to even reach for those opportunities when frankly, I've just never been part of the club.  My mindset has always been "why would a place like that want a chick like me?" so I don't even consider the possibility that I could actually have a life closer to where I want to be.

My car was broken into right in the driveway.  This makes the third time in about 18 months.  A couple months ago, my tires were slashed also.

This is what they stole:

• My backpack that had my chemistry book, my lab notebook, my binder with all my homework, quizes and lab reports in it.  I have 4 more weeks of class.
  
• My green tweed coat
• My gym bag with expensive jogging shoes and workout clothes in it
• A box of used books I've been meaning to sell or donate

I met some kittens this weekend at Leng's.  I'm not sure I want a kitten (rather than a cat), but one of them was super cute.  He had a white face and white socks but was orange every where else. He didn't really like being held up by my shoulder but enjoyed playing with a paper bag.  I probably won't be able to figure out his personality until he's older.

Scott and I were throwing around some names for this kitten if we were to get him in a month.  

On the serious list:

Daniel

Coconut

On the joke list:

Retard

Wesley Crusher

Many assembly members in the Republican party don't want to interfere with free market economy. This is why they voted no on the bailout package. To them, the government owning and having a stake in some of these fuck-up businesses is equivalent to socialism. Mean while, over the past several years, our country (partially due to free market principles) allowed foreign investors to buy debt in the form of mortgages and to provide financing for some of our more expensive endeavors (i.e. war). And who happens to be one of the largest contributors to our credit-based free-market economy? China. A communist government. That now owns massive amounts of our debt and could practically own us if the pile of debt weren't so high that they were dependent on our consumption of their exported goods to buoy their own economy. Makes a lot of sense people. Personally, I'd rather own part of the debt produced by our crap investment companies than have a foreign country own it.

Well, at least I have no where near 100K in my accounts at WaMu.