Today, I ate dinner with my kind-of boss who’s more than kind-of awesome, and he pointed out that I was having a quarter-life crisis with this whole med school thing. And I’m like, “Yeah, that actually makes a lot of sense.” But I’m still gonna have fun riding that hot new red Ferrari.

I should find out tomorrow if I’m going to be staffed on a different project part time. If not That project, there are openings in a specific internal department that I may be staffed in. If I get the internal job, I would be able to work from home, which would be AH-SOME.  Not having to commute to work would do wonders for my study-time. Any commute in LA is such a time drain. Time I NEED.

Yesterday, a girlfriend showed me all around campus.  I know where my classes are going to be now.  And I have 4 blisters from breaking in my new heels. The campus is pretty awesome, but located in like the worst part of downtown. I guess there are always at least 3 buttons you can see from any point on the campus where if you press one there will be a security guard at the button in 32 seconds. That’s how seriously they take the safety. Can’t have the University for Spoiled Children having their spoiled children getting killed. Not Good Business. I’m supposed to take a Shuttle to campus from the parking garage because it’s not safe enough to walk the ONE block to campus. Sheesh.

But seriously, the campus looks great.