wrote this on a late night study session in Statler...

Differences between man and man, position/education/occupation held often is perceived as how much a person is worth. Socioeconomic statuses really stratify one from another. When I see janitors cleaning up after students at midnight, I feel a sense of tragic loneliness. Glamorous day aspect of a building in an Ivy League school, who knew how lonely and sad it gets at night and those who provide services at night. Honestly, I don’t know what I should feel towards those who might not have had as good opportunities as I have had. Pity? No, they are equal human beings but I still feel a sense of sadness. When people are sleeping, they are working under the moonlight. I think what I want to eventually tell my own kids is that no matter what you feel or feel hopelessly that you can’t help them all, the very least thing you can do is to respect them: say thank you whenever you have a chance. It makes me happy to say that to bus drivers after they dropped me off at a stop even if I am on a bad day. Saying something cheerful not only brings up own mood but could have potentially also just turned another’s bad day slightly better. Life is unfair but everyone deserves respect.