Again

So I've hit a point in my life where I'm again reminded of what little I have to show for myself. With friends spending their summers and years abroad, having outrageous internships with huge companies, building satellites, building portfolios, going to grad school, I have again found myself with nothing to show. What do I have now? A more refined palette? A few cooking skills? A generally better understanding of business? Not quite impressive. You can tell people that, but they just glance at their paychecks/projects/plane tickets and chuckle. Especially since I'm not one to appear confident unless I'm autonomous.
And what am I doing with myself? Working? Getting mediocre grades? Awesome. No fundraisers, socials, or other things that my friends use to distinguish themselves.
The main thing is that I have a lot of intangibles I've acquired (i.e. palette, taste, understanding), and to be proud of only possessing intangible things takes a lot of self-confidence, which I don't often have. Honestly, I don't think I could be more pleased with who I am right now. It's just that nobody sees that. They see a kid who works all the time, has almost no friends, drives a dying old minivan, and is running around doing a bunch of weird, trivial things in hopes that one day he'll open a small coffee shop. And make beans (hehe, I couldn't resist the pun).
Maybe that's why I'm so anxious to get out of school. I can't do anything doing what I am now, and I don't have a chance to prove myself. I feel worthless.

But being in the business of making something out of nothing, I suppose I have a whole lot of nothing to make something out of.