Dude, obviously you are still living at home and borrowing mom's Volkswagen Jetta to get to school. Maybe if you didn't have that silver spoon shoved so far up your butt you could use it to stir noodles, which is what Ramen is...err...are. Maybe tomorrow you can trade your shaved turkey panini with sprouts with a poor student for some weiner water soup just to see how the other half lives. Just don't spill any of it on your Banana Republic cardigan.