I'm feeling no less strange or awkward and my mom still doesn't quite think I'm smart enough for grad school, but in spite of all this I'm feeling happy. By which I mean I have this constant low buzz of contentment and life is good.
I haven't even had tea yet, today.
The med-into-grad applications (it's pretty much what it sounds like) got mailed out today. I'm not participating. I could say I'm not philanthropic enough to want to deal with the patients except that...no, you know what? I'm not philanthropic enough to deal with people. It's a very valid reason.
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