Swayback...
So Megan and I did it. We went ring-shopping. She wants a black diamond solitaire on a simple satin platinum band. The cost: 1000 dollars. Oh, she's worth it. I really wanted to update my computer, but I guess that won't happen. I'll have to live vicariously through Brock's monsterosity of a machine. This week I've been doing everything I can to scratch, claw, and crawl my way into ENT at UNMC. I'm determined to stay in Omaha. I guess the other big news is that Megan and I are moving in together in June. By then, I'll probably have proposed, so it won't exactly be like shacking up with my girlfriend as living with my fiance' out of practicality. Personally, I was just reading through my journal and my history of insanity. Wow. What a difference time makes, huh? I'm such a different person, completely. I'm in a stable relationship. I'm not interested in becoming a neurosurgeon, rather, a head and neck oncologic surgeon. I'm almost through medical school. And most importantly...I have laserpod. God bless us, everyone! Today is St. Patrick's day. I haven't decided exactly how I'll celebrate. I haven't posted a whole lot these days since I've been so busy and...happy. It seems most of the time I only post if I'm miserable. So, here's a good post. THings are great. I'm happy with life. :) God is very gracious. On a semi-related note, I marvel at the fact that residency programs focus so intently on Step I scores. I feel so badly for the people who didn't exactly get what they want, but I feel even more grateful for my 256.