Generally, College is easier than Bronx Science, but...
Brother: What do you mean you're stressed out?
Me: I have 9 papers and a test this week! I'm allowed to feel stressed!
Brother: You graduated from the Bronx High School of Science! You're used to stress!
Me: AND I SPENT EVERY DAY THERE DEBATING OVER WHETHER OR NOT TO PUT A BULLET THROUGH MY HEAD!
Brother: But you didn't do it!
Me: WE DON'T HAVE A GUN AT HOME! I HADN'T THE MEANS!











