Summer time plans seem to be falling into place.

Medical school is actually quite a lot like high school. The only real differences are that the stakes are higher and there are more dead bodies. Other than that, though, it's pretty much the same. There's the group of "cool" kids, who do things like run for class president and post pictures on facebook where they are seen drinking. A group of jocks can still be found, though they're a bit disorganized due to the lack of any real sports teams to join. The honors students are there too, and they are pretty much like the honors students in high school. There are a few of them who can do everything well and look good at the same time, there's the couple of quiet nerdy ones, and then there's the one that flies under the radar. We haven't found them yet, shockingly. The final group is sort of a composite group, because we have no band, no orchestra, no drama club, no av club. The composite group is actually the biggest.

Hell, there's even rumor of a spring fling. You've got to be kidding me. The parallels are a little creepy. Maybe more traditional colleges are like this; my college certainly wasn't. We were all drama/orchestra/av club/chess club types and we were all socially awkward together.

Still working on getting over the desire to high pass everything (anything). At this point, I'm high passing nothing (I think).

Realization

"Axilla" is just a fancy word for "armpit." We have two words for armpit (three if you count Aberdeen, Wa) and only one word for love?

Spring class haiku

Too many classes.
Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs, laws, drugs.
I have gained ten pounds.