Thighs.

[treehaus]

You cannot fully know how important your thighs are until you've pulled nearly every fucking muscle in them. This is worse than my recurring neck spasms; at least I can wear a heavy scarf to keep my neck muscles still. But with thighs...standing, sitting, crawling, even dragging myself across the floor with my arms. Every single movement brings

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[upupup]

so cute! but sad about your thighs D:

[plasticsea]

Ringtails. Thighs. Ringtails. Thighs. A balance in the universe has been achieved!

So an unnamed source rubbed in my face the fact that your bloodkin got into UCSF. (Said source then proceeded to kick me around in the dirt that is my laziness and underperformance, which is a word because I declare it so.) I haven't heard back from any schools. I have failed you. ;-;

<3?

[treehaus]

Who is this unnamed source so I can beat him to the ground with every ounce of strength left in these thighs? Seriously, how obnoxious. My Texan uncle and aunt have been doing that to my sister too, throwing in the success of other relatives to belittle her own. (Although it's admittedly kinda nice to see the golden child get some flak.)

Anyway, <3 and (~^_^)~ because I know that you'll be just fine. (And remember our smiley abuse? good times) I still think you'll hear from someone, but even if you don't, that doesn't mean all is lost. There are a lot of worthy students that don't get word the first time; that's because these uni's are fucking stupid and you'll need to keep ramming your greatness down their throats. (You KNOW they're fucking stupid because they really bought all the lies my sister threw in her essay. o_O)

Don't feel down on yourself. You're an accomplished young cutthroat who survived both Irvine and Berkeley. You'll make an amazing doctor.