Born at the start of the 90s, now he's old enough to drink in the US. He was in year three of a medical degree when I met him and formed an instant dislike. It was already clear that I'd never be a doctor. Hey hey, whatever happened to can do attitude? If we're paralysed by comparing ourselves to one another we're already ready to lose. I try to be generous, so I thought "there goes a guy who doesn't just whine about the things he'll never have" until predictably one day he arrived with such a tirade of excuses and bullshit. He said "I never had a hope". I'd love to hear someone say "It's really not that my life's that difficult, I just find it hard to cope".