Here's a joke I made up:
A mushroom asks a girl out on a date, she refuses.
mushroom: Why not? I'm a fun guy!
girl: I'm just not into shrooms
mushroom: It's alright, you're an azole anyway.
They say that the only constant is change. In the last 8 months of my life I've moved 3 times, lost 2 of my best friends and broke off a relationship with my quasi-girlfriend, and am seriously considering a 4th move. Friends come and go, but at least I still have medical school. She gives it to me plain as day, but charges me more than I can afford. After all, I've wanted to be a doctor since I was 5 years old, and I'm only a few years away from realizing that dream.
Arun fans are a dying breed, but they exist. They're the ones who find my self depricating humor and goofy science jokes funny. They like how I don't consider myself better than anyone else, and they are fascinated by the hodgepodge of musical instruments I can barely play. They think it's adorable that I buy a boxed juice drink at Starbucks and enjoy puerile sexual innuendos.
Sure I'm going to miss the people who've drifted in and out of my life, but I'll meet new ones. I know that I don't have much to say and I hate to draw attention to myself which can make any social activity a chore, but there is someone out there right now who is itching to meet me.
She's probably out with her friends having a good time on this lovely Thursday night. Little does she now that she will meet me, marry me, and if my ridiculously fastidious routine doesn't make her miserable, then we'll live happily ever after in the mountains where no one will care if I refuse to eat a chicken fajita or if I am unfamiliar with the highways in Kentucky.
Until then, medical school and I are going steady.
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