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I guess forwarding my blogger posts to tumblr is much easier than posting in tumblr itself.

What's new today...

Dinner w/ Drab, Clare, and Amelia @ Monk's Kettle tonight, 7 PM. I should probably get all my experiments finished by 6.

I should also get started on my personal statement, even though I feel the pressure to get an abstract submitted to Society for Neuroscience by next Thursday. My PI wants me to have this on my application- he thinks it would make me a more competitive applicant. I, of course, have my doubts...

In good news, I feel as though I have a sense of what I want to study/research in the future. I'm more certain of the career path I'm planning to pursue, i.e., I have less doubt about not living to my fullest. My concern about entering medicine was that I would be restricted in what I can and cannot do, but the more I thought about it, people can always find a way to play multiple roles in any job. Leader, organizer, teacher, mentor, that sort of thing.

Parties?! Ugh.

Let me tell you- I went partying with my lab mates (pretty much the only social group I have hung out with in forever), and we went karaoke-ing. It was actually okay. I didn't take sake bombs like the others did, but I DID have sake and beer. Separately. Then the group bought me mixed drinks (too sweet, in my opinion), but it got me through the dance party later that night. Broken glass. I bumped my eye/the ridge of my skull encasing my eye onto my lab mate's head, leaving both of us bruises for about a week. Jello shots, tequila shots. So much alcohol. Red flush, of course.

Oof. I'm not sure if I want to know what bourbon will do to me. And what are you doing in NOLA, Yoshi? And YES, MattPatt, zydeco's the word I'm looking for! I think... is that the type of music they played in The Frog Princess???

Haha, I have been getting accustomed to dogs lately. Still not sure whether I like the normal sized dogs, or the selectively breeded toy dogs with the smushed faces.

Anyhow, break time's over. Gotta start werkin'.