I'm not sure how many 'ch's are really supposed to be there, but it's my blog, so I'm putting how ever many the fuck I want there. Take that society. So yeah. I got into grad school. Score one for the home team. I'll be graduating in almost two months, give or take a few, then on June 2nd, I'll be going to SC to do my summer residency then I'll do my mentorship. It's low-res, so I don't actually have to move. Kickass, right? I thought so.
The boy didn't seem too excited about it, but I guess that's just how he is. He kinda hurt my feelings about it. It sucks because I've finally reached the level of attachment where he has the ability to hurt my feelings.
DANGER WILL ROBINSON! DANGER!
I know he didn't mean to. I'm just going to take my toys and play over here for a while until I feel less sad.
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aw, I'm sorry he wasn't super psyched. But he seems like a good guy-- probably just needed to be reminded of the awesomness that is the fact that you don't have to move!
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