Friday, February 25, 2005

I have no idea.

In the midst of the talking (read: arguing) about my future educational exploits, I ended up laying it down, plain and simple.

Post Bac. 1 year. UC Irvine. MCAT. Osteopathic Medicine. 4 years.
Not nursing.
Not PA school.
Not pharmacy school.
Not physical therapy, not med tech, not teaching.
At least not now.

Why is it now that things aren't so cut and dry do my parents not support medical school?

Nothing is too far out of the question to take a shot at. That's what I intend to do.

Right before getting into the nitty gritty of our "talk," my mom mentions her old classmate's daughter who went to UCI, decided to drop microbiology and take up nursing at Santa Ana Community College. So all I could think of was the girl with the black Integra Type R... with the Santa Ana Community College parking permit... who brought her microbiology book to study at the library one fall Saturday. No freaking way. It it was her, then it would be no mere coincidence. Actually, it would be, but it's kind of nice thinking in that way. Thinking about it did take some of the frustration of "the talk" away. I couldn't fight my curiosity any longer, so a quick search on friendster gave a mismatch. Turns out she works at In and Out. Crazy. Damn what if's. I wonder if I'll see that car again...

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