Right now I have 1,251 words written down for this research paper I'm doing for my psychology class. Still have 749 words to pass the minimum required, but I don't think it'll be hard... Anyway the reason i mention this is because this research paper is basically about me and my mother. If it weren't a research paper, it would actually be quite a shitty biography of my mom... the research question I chose to discuss was "how do the different economic and social scales of comparison between immigrants and their children affect each psychologically in the context of reception?" Now while that may look like some "OMFGWTFBBQ" type question, it really isn't. Granted, I had to do a giant assfuck amount of research for it but the questions is simple: why do I want more while my mother (an immigrant) thinks that what we have is good enough? Well, that part isn't so simple. I have to relate everything my mom has ever told me about Colombia and her struggles in the U.S. and how I feel when I compare my socioeconomic status to other Americans into this 2,000 word paper. The more and more I write, the more I discover how much shit my mom has gone through for me and my brother and how spoiled Americans really can be.... well me anyway. I'd like to think that since I've started college I've been a better brother/son/friend but I know I can do better and I have my mom to thank for that. I love her so much but I know the only way she wants me to show her that is by being successful, which I will be with the help of her, my brother and all of my friends. I love you all =]