the end of all my 'education' I might emerge a few years behind everybody else. Not a prodigy any more am I? is that what you wanted from me Ma, your own son, your own flesh and blood Ma! Was this all your plan? and if not then why didn't you tell me to get out more? Shit I need some heroin at my age and stage.

Heroin. Now that'd be righteous. That would make me cool again.