Oh the Horror!

I know we all feel the same way when we see a nice car in front of us on the road. Instant comparisons take place between your "clunker" and their sportish, European model. Why can't we all have glorious cars like that? Why must we be the the nerdy kids at the crappy lunch table, the handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space, the (only)Roncalli student to forget about extra-curricular Friday?? Will it always succumb to this inevitable fate, or will we one day rise up and be able to peer out hand-crafted Italian windows? I for one, look forward to the day when I can call the newest model my own. It feels as if I am a freshman again, and all the older kids find it convenient to cut me in the lunch line. Will it never end!!? I can feel my tastebuds watering at the sight of luxury and refinement. Please do not catagorize me immediately, seeing as how I am not power/money hungry. I merely wish to catch a glimpse of the hierarchy to which only 5% of society will ever experience. The irritable inequality of it all creates a sense of understanding, oddly enough. Most of us, seeing as we are still young, are quite satisfied with our 10+ year-old cars. As those sports cars drive by(some which can be found in the Roncalli parking lot), we teenagers make it a note that one day, we just might be able to touch a car of that stature.