Last night I learned I got the med school acceptance I was hoping for -- in Southern California!!! Just outside LA, to be exact.

Truth be told, I am a tiny bit torn between the 2 schools I've been accepted to. Both are in Cali: 1 in San Francisco and the other in LA. I want to do my residency in LA -- at UCLA, to be exact. And this 2nd school has matched quite a few students to UCLA for residencies. It's also reasonably close to the UCLA campus. So, I am 95% sure I will be going here. But I love San Francisco, too!

In other related news: I was out celebrating my dad's birthday at my favorite restaurant, and I discovered another reason why I love this place: the owner, who knows me by name and face well enough, tonight told me she thought I was only 25!! She was really bummed out to find out I was leaving for med school, and she asked me if I just finished undergrad!!! Now, I know I don't look my age, but 13 years younger is pushing it just a little.

Hell, I won't complain. I need to blend in with those LA cool kids in 8 weeks -- I guess that means I need to go blonde again, and learn to surf ... Dude. (I ... am so fucked.)