Oct 27, 2005 20:19
My mom made me drive myself to school today even though Dr. Talwalkar said I wasn't allowed to drive or walk or live until he saw me again, so hopefully...it won't knock loose or something. Today the mood was set by the most earth-shattering event, so horrible...that I can't bring myself to put it in here. Plus it's none of my damn business, but STILL! WHAT DEVASTATION!
I really was depressed the ENTIRE day...along with EVERYONE ELSE.
There's no hope for anyone living happily ever after now.
Oh well. I was looking at a general medical school admission website and there was a section on "What You Should Know" and it basically said that the medicine profession is referred to as the "jealous lover" and that doctors have a 2% chance of keeping their marriage alive(if they're lucky enough to actually meet someone and get married) and they have relatively short life expectancy.
Sounds like my kind of career!
But those are stereotypes and all the doctors I know are very happily married with children and quite a few of them are along in years, so eat it, "What You Should Know" section.
Washington University sent me a packet on their medical school and it looks absolutely wonderful, but I don't know if I'd want to be that far away from home and be in that much debt...far away from home. It's a fantastic program though. I'm really thinking about Vanderbilt and I also am looking at Emory, because they have great programs as well.
I know I'll most likely go to UK med. school and that's fine, but that doesn't mean I can't look.
This is random, but I hate it that when a girl tries to take control of a situation and tries to get a group of mostly males to cooperate she just gets called a lesbian or a dyke, but it's totally cool for a guy to do it. I really don't understand how some parents raise their kids with such a mindset...those corn-fed boys just don't...get it.
Does anyone know where I can get leg warmers? I need some for my Halloween costume.
I hope you get where you've always wanted to be.
-Bethany-
.Edwards.Obama.
I like it because it reminds me of you.
Mass romantic fool wears Foster Grants,
his books on tape ring true,
like everyone wants to say "I love you" to someone on the radio.
The first voice in the hollowed stars,
now the one true loves,
and author of "My Life Among the Kids Who Go to Shows".
This is not the way.
In the streetlight dawn,
in the streetlight dawn
this street turns on.
Mass romantic fool,
separated by sheets when the curtain calls you,
speaking on the themes of stolen virtue missing from the radio.
Now this romantic duel is into the streets, bon apetit,
you've eaten me alive you realize.
This is not the way.
In the streetlight dawn,
in the streetlight dawn
this beat turns on.
This boy's life among the electrical lights...