I mentioned that I'm applying for a position at UCSF to someone and they said "Whoa, FANCY!" and then I suffered from what I think was an acute attack of insecurity.

It's the darnest thing.

A moment of blinding "holy f*** what the f*** was I thinking????" coupled with thought paralysis. And then it's gone, leaving behind a deeply bemused wonder at the apparently spontaneity of my brain. But this too, according to my classmates, is part of the ritual of graduation.

Seriously, why do we do this to ourselves? (Yes this is very very rhetorical.)