:-(

Yesterday (2 nights ago) my car was broken into in my own driveway. Whoever it was stole my radio, and tried to steal my car itself but failed. However they broke my ignition in the process and now I can't even start my car.

Why must you do this to me!?!?!? I am just a college kid, with the cheapest car in the neighborhood. Go pick on someone with lots of money.

This makes me want to become like a district attourney and assign the death penalty to all criminals!!!!

MCAT - ETA 1 Week

In exactly one week I will take the biggest exam of my life. The MCAT. And I am already writing myself off on the test and medical school. Now the 2 or 3 of you reading this are probably thinking, "oh you're just being pessimistic and hard on yourself like you always are" but this time, I can say I am being realistic. I know most people that know me think I am a pretty smart guy, because I have always gotten pretty good grades. But good grades don't translate into a MCAT score, let alone entrance into medical school. The MCAT tests such a huge scope of knowledge that I have never ever been able to grasp before, and applying to medical school requires an entirely holistic success.

The point is, grades are just grades. They are one dimension of my life, which don't define who I am. The MCAT and med school application take a look at your entire life, not just grades. Grades are just one factor of being successful. I don't have the other factors. Even if God bestows his grace upon me next Friday and I score something great, the other elements of my application will be poor, mediocre at best. I just don't have all that it takes. I only have some of it.

That being said, I predict my sentiments after my test will exactly echo those of Andy Roddick, who said this after losing a tough match at Wimbledon today:

"I'll probably wake up tomorrow with a better sense of perspective. I'm sitting here feeling pretty crappy right now. But I promise you I'm aware in the grand scheme of things I'm still pretty blessed and very lucky and very fortunate. That being said, you know, when you put your blood, sweat and tears, everything you have into something, and you can almost taste it, you envision something and it doesn't work out, it's not easy."

This is a depressing entry, and my longest in a very long time. It has been bothering me ever since I began studying for the MCAT and preparing my med school application...and slowly I have been dismissing my capabilities. However my sincerest hope is to be able to follow that previous sentiment with what Andy said right after:

"But that's what makes you addicted to the competition, you know, is the feeling when you do win. That's what gets you back on the horse.''

If I don't succeed at this, maybe there will be something else good in store.

i am done with my spring semester!

as i was walking back to my apartment today, i passed by the private catholic school across from my complex. some kids were playing kickball in the play-yard or whatever, and this little kid kicked a home run. after he crossed home plate, his team (waiting by home plate) starting this chant:

"Home run, home run! H-O-M-E-R....N-U-S!!"

i know they were in like 1st or 2nd grade...but i laughed. the teacher was standing right by them too and didnt say anything. i would've corrected them.

....

did anyone see the spurs-suns game? if you didn't, at the end robert horry flagrantly hip checked steve nash into the scorer's table, resulting in an almost brawl. see picture.

manu ginobli looks pretty clueless in both. and all the white people are either trying to stop the fight or defend themselves (or watch like manu). which corroborates my theory that a lot of black athletes are thugs. emmitt smith is not one. it's his birthday today.