You are depressive when on a beautiful Thursday evening, on the way to a nice restaurant for dinner, you say - "Shit! I cannot believe it is Thursday! The week is only 4/5th over!".
You have no choice but to become an underachiever when your father is a lawyer who went to school with "Bill", mother a playwright and brother a trader, all from Yale, and all you could do was Vanderbilt.
You have no choice but to become an underachiever when your father is a lawyer who went to school with "Bill", mother a playwright and brother a trader, all from Yale, and all you could do was Vanderbilt.
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