Came home from my juvenile delinquency class this morning and had a complete mental breakdown.  I have never been so sure about something being so right for me in my entire life.  Have you ever left a lecture feeling like your heart was broken, like your life was so insignificant compared to the tragedies that faces so many people existing in this very second?  I don't understand how somebody could focus their entire life on bettering only themselves and their own situation, when there are so many others that are desperately seeking some sort of guidance, an education, a path out of poverty, a way to succeed and make something truly worthwhile of their lives.  I can't wait to graduate and find out what the future holds for me.  I'm so excited by the prospects of career opportunities in the fields of social justice, educational inequity, and assistance to low SES neighborhoods and concentrations of people in America.  I guess if college really is the time where you really build the first tier on the ladder to the rest of your life, I'm pretty much ready to see what tier number two has in store.