Today is Wednesday, July 11th, 2012. Today is 1,884 days from the day I graduated college, 1,464 days from the first time I took the MCAT, 459 days from the second time I took the MCAT, 531 days from the day I started writing this blog, 25 days before I start at an Ivy League med school, and 0 days from the last time that I couldn't pay my rent and had to ask my girlfriend to spot me $400. I'm never going to forget the way this feels.
Today is payday at The Filthy Gunslinger. I got my paycheck, went home, paid my bills, and realized that I don't have enough money for rent. So I went out and bought ramen. That's lunch and dinner for the next week. If I eat breakfast, it will be a muffin or scone that I swipe from the bakery display at work. My car will be out of gas by Saturday, so I'll walk the 2 miles to work next Sunday thru Wednesday. Am I embarrassed? Yeah, but it's exactly this kind of shit that kicked me in the ass 1,593 days ago and put me on the path to a career that will put food on the table and make me feel like I am actually doing something that matters with my life. My woman won't think less of me, and I won't starve in the next 7 days. This bullshit will pass, and this is the last time that I won't be able to pay my rent.
It's the days like this that will drive me to kick med school right in the taint. I am going to dominate med school to the best of my ability because I never want to feel like this again. Fuck being poor.