So here's the thing... I really, really want to pursue a career in medicine... And yet, here I am again, procrastinating. I think the crux of the situation is that I would make a great physician, a wonderful healer, but when it comes to filling out the damn application forms, I would rather perform an endoscopy on myself, without local anesthetic. Twice. I f**king hate hate HATE med school applications. I even prefer the rejection letters to filling out the endless paperwork and online forms that medical school administrators apparently require before they reject you to let, oh, I don't know, that guy who would routinely let his lab mice STARVE TO DEATH, in before you...
Not that I'm bitter, or disillusioned with the process. I mean, I can see why they would find criminal neglect a desirable quality in today's physician. Um, wait a sec.
In other news, I am still sick. No, I mean physically. It's some sort of flu-type thingy that I can't seem to shake... It's really annoying. On the plus side, I'm taking the lab down with me... All three of us are disgusting and phlegmy and headachey... And none of us are what you would call "stoic", so the whole cancer floor can hear us whining. It's awesome.
Now that I've vented, and am inhaling more Coke Zero (which has the best belching potential of any of the Coca-Cola products, by the by), I suppose I will take another look at my (ugh) application. Bleargh. Or maybe I'll play solitaire.