other people would frolic and play, etc. however i never quite forgot about the ever so obvious boundary the adults had on the girls. we were raised to be dependent, and passive, however, the boys were allowed to explore which caused them to develop a strong sense of independence and assertiveness... qualities i longed for, and continue to thirst for. my hunger to become independent and stay independent will never be satiated. at least not in this world. to be told that you're not supposed to be here doesnt help either. its not fair that people have all the materials, the information, and the money to thrive in life, and they totally neglect what they have, and choose an option which takes them ... oh so very ..very far..... right. what do i care.. oh well. is there really a true good in human. i mean, i dont know.. i dont think i believe in heroes. if we take an action to help others, its because we know that if we dont, it'll remain in our conscience for the rest of the day. also, we are pressured to committ the heroic action by the public(those around us). i dont really know what im doing (does this sound familar?..)well, UCSC.. here we go. now.. to start with the personal statements... hm....?