\m/etal

Oh man, I love metal... it's never going to become my primary function in life (I think it may finally be time to acknowledge that), but damn!  Love it!  This is another FL band that, as far as I understand, recently disbanded.  Boo.  They are Written in Blood, and you are listen to it on Spotify.  So good.  Not signed, not nothing.  It's so reassuring to see that a band THIS good couldn't make it - it means I never had a chance haha!

I listened to this album, and I was just like:

Never Ever Forget This Day

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.