Did you know I'm not suppose to be on this site right now? Yeah, its not for "educational purposes". They monitor you here. Yet, I've found my way around. Safe mode baby! It was so annoying, they'd just IM you saying, "the site your on is inapproiate" or some other junk. I just wonder what the guy thinks when he sees that the computer has "disappered" from his monitoring list and still sees someone on it. LOL.

In other news, there is no other news. Not really. My life has been so boring that I wanted to spare you *and myself* the torture of seeing the same entry over and over again. I guess it'd alter slightly as I like to muse about some of the students we *me and Casandra* teach. A lot of them have interesting stories about thier lives. Sadly, many times they're tragic. It seems that many Hmong people have lost someone due to war. Then you got Mexicans telling stories about thier struggles and stuff. Alot of times, I feel like helping them somehow. Though I am powerless to do so.

The cool thing about both groups is that they're really friendly and helpful. I have this theory that when people struggle, they appreciate life more. I'm not talking, something catastrophic, but just trying hardships. I find it breeds empathy for others. Though I think the empathy is somewhat limited to situations you've faced a lot of times. So someone like myself would have an increased amount of empathy for someone who takes the bus versus someone who never had to take the bus. Or, like the first time you run out gas in your car and then later you seen someone else run out of gas. You understand them via your own experience. And when you are less privilged then someone else, and you learn of thier problems, you're more likely to roll your eyes at their problems. I believe most americans don't pity celeberties for the loss of privacy for themeselves and their family. Yet, ask another actor about the situation a famous star faces, and they're more likely to empathize.

In a way, I think its sad that we "usually" only empathize with those that are similar to us. I guess in a way, we are reminded of our own pain, thus creating us to kinda pity our ownselves. Its really hard to act with love and compassion towards others. I find this in myself atleast. I see some do live out thier principles and ideals. I admire those people. They're rare, but their there. I think... Hopefully one day I can aspire to do more.......Laziness, its a disease, I swear. The only cure, passion. Need more passion.............