You spend all of your time going classes and studying.....like a degree from an "Ivey League" school will get you anything other than bragging rights at wine tastings.....you try to over-compensate for you lack of poker skills dropping a witty comment here and there, but it is all a sad attempt to ease the emptiness you feel because the rich upper crust kids don't want to hang out with the poor white trash that got his ticket to ride by aceing the SAT and being the president of the Astronomy and Chess clubs. At the end of it you will have a $50K piece of paper hanging on the wall of your parents basement and will be picked up by the police outside the Gap where you tricked the 14 year old boy into meeting you by telling him you are a famous photographer and need to get a feel for what he really looks like before you sign him to a modeling deal.

BTW, I still love you bud.