the MCAT

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I signed up for the MCAT last night. Kind of a crazy feeling. I can't believe I'm going to be taking it - this year - on Sep 11th! Well. I can believe it, but it still makes me a little nervous. I was planning on taking it this May, but I decided later to put it off until September, and I don't regret the decision.

I wonder, as I always will whenever I embark upon a new challenge, will I rise to the challenge and outperform my peers for a spot in a medical school? or will I finally fail in competition with those who are out of my league? Thrilling, exhilarating, nerve wracking. This is what we live for - these moments of testing!

So I know it sounds a little selfish, but I'm going to ask you anyways, to say a prayer here and there for my success. My future rides upon it... but I'll try not to think about that.


Guess Which Movie?!

I love old movies. And this one is hilarious.

Howard: What am I gonna tell Eunice?
Judy: That's the easy part. You go up to her room. She answers the door; now she will have been crying so her eyes will be all bloodshot and her nose will be all red and runny, but you look past all that. You stare purposefully into those red-rimmed, swollen eyes, and you say, "Eunice, my dear, there's been a terrible mistake. I've behaved like a cad, a bounder! But now I see everything clearly and I've decided that Judy and I are gonna put you into a home."

Judy: Has anyone ever told you that you are very, very sexy?
Hugh: Well, actually no.
Judy: They never will.


Welcome Home.

Yesterday, I felt this way. After studying for my physiology final for a grand total of 40+ hours, I was ready to call it quits. Happily, I did not sink, but rather pushed through my tired mental barrier to finish out the semester strong. In hindsight, I'm happy I put in the time to swim just a little longer.
And now the summer is upon us! I cannot WAIT to bike down trails like this one. The Bonneville Pipleine trail is one of my favorite mountain trails. My goal this year is to bike to the top of the trail on the road, then survive the break-neck descent along a trail packed with bridges, cliff-line switchbacks, tightly forested corners, and the occasional surprised hiker with their dog. Aaron, you don't have a choice: you're coming with me.

Summer lovin. Why not? Everybody on BYU campus seems to be holding hands these days. I even saw a pair of ducks on a cute little date, waddling together across Brigham Square amongst hurried and harried undergrads preparing for their finals. It was precious, especially in contrast to the campus wide anxiety-attack that has been occurring for the past week.

For my Utes and Cougars who are still cramming for finals, remember this quote and live by it. You won't regret it.

How happy I am to be home again. The summer is full of possibilities - though at the moment I have little to do, I anticipate a part-time job and part-time volunteering (hopefully at the hospital), then lots and lots of study as I prepare for the MCAT. Hopefully I can fit in a vacation to Havasupai and Lake Powell while I'm at it. Summers are best when they're busiest, right?


Boys Will Be Boys

the boys.
{this post is a doozy - if you don't read it, I don't blame you}

Boys will be boys. How true that is. Last night, I got together with a bunch of my high school buddies and caught back up on life. We talked about our jobs, how school is going, girls, what we're going to do with our lives, quoted movies, cracked jokes, made fun of our roommates, and everything else you could imagine. I laughed harder than I've laughed in a long time. So boys, thanks for being my brothers.

Most of my boys played 70s and 80s music with me in the Groove Train. I miss this a lot! I feel like this is a sweet part of our friendships that few people get to enjoy.

Will - always classy, always steezy, he has sick style and is never afraid to speak his mind - and when he does, he's pretty persuasive. When you need somebody to speak your case, Will is a good bet.
I can't tell you how many countless hours I've spent jamming with Steve. We continue our escapades in our life of singledom together, and he makes a good wingman with solid advice and sound logic. Plus he's got some sick talent on the bass, guitar, and piano.

Marcus - he's married now, proving he's got it together a little better than the rest of us. Adamantly a Utah fan, Marcus was a good sport when he lived with 5 BYU fans every day. He's always been the most hilarious friend I've had.

Gordy - you're the man. Right now you're probably back in our shared bedroom, sleeping away peacefully, but in an hour you'll be awake and running full-speed until you pass out again. I've never known anybody who works and plays so hard. Plus, Gordy is easily the most dependable friend I've got.

I met Dave in high school and we sluffed calculus to make grilled cheese sandwiches at my house. And we talked about how gay people must be crazy because girls are so HOT! Fast friends ever since high school, I feel lucky our paths have been so parallel. From making a video for prom, to BNL, to the LGN diet, we've had some seriously good times over the years.

Coleslaw. Arguably my manliest friend. You've owned a truck forever. I never appreciate how freaking cool you are until you decide to come back and visit us from Cedar. When you're with Coleslaw, it doesn't matter what you're doing, you're having a good time; Whether we're tearing up the slalom up at East Canyon or just blowing time playing video games, we're having fun.

Adam is the best wingman I've ever had, and he's always had solid advice as well. I've looked up to him ever since he was my Zone Leader in the IDMM - I've never known anybody who has worked harder and slept less so that the people he loves can be happy. He's always been able to make things happen and take care of his friends and family. A true friend.

Andrew. I miss this guy. He got married and then dropped off the face of the planet - I've barely seen him since the Superbowl. Andrew is always thinking about his friends and making sure they're doing okay; When he asks you how you're doing, you know he means it. Add to that his mad guitar and singing skills, love of literature, sharp wit and casual attitude, and you've got an indispensable friend.

A-Ham - the guy with the dope aviators on. What a stud. We've been friends for as long as I can remember, and lived one house away from each other all our lives. Aaron is usually the first guy I call when I visit or move home. Of all my friends, Aaron is closest to being a brother.


prose, poetry, a lyric

This little line has been floating in my head these days. I think I shall put it to music:

"you can never have enough of what you don't need, because what you don't need doesn't satisfy."

It has been a while since I wrote a song. Perhaps I will do it today.