"I think Stanford has gone crazy trying to catch up with Harvard, Yale, Duke, NYU, and other prestigious schools. I called a high school classmate who studies at NYU yesterday during my break. He's having a great time there with their semester system, living a life of relative ease. The workload and pressure there are virtually non-existent compared to the hellish quarter system we have at Stanford. You wanna know the craziest part? Their classes only last from 50 to 70 minutes, whereas ours are twice as long. By the time I graduate, my bladder or prostate will probably have given out entirely, and I'll have to carry a urine bag in one hand and receive my diploma from the dean with the other."
Jason yawned, sitting in the cafeteria, gulping down coffee to refuel his energy, and complained to Tommy, who was sitting across from him enjoying breakfast, about the intense academic life at Stanford University.
