Countdown

I've been on a whirlwind tour of goodbyes and good times. Up and down the east coast and no with less than a week left I feel that I haven't got enough time to do what I wanted with the people I wanted to do them with. I'm also feelin the pressure that comes with having to pack up all your shit and move it to another country. Too much stuff to do. Either way time keeps goin and I am ready for this change. And if Scarface has taught me anything...

Late Is A Lot Better Than Never...

So a little over a year ago I posted that "hopefully" I would be writing a blog about how I got accepted into Med School. That was in October 2010. A year came and went, and in November of 2011 I was accepted into Medical School. I've never been so stoked in my life. No skate trick has come close to the feeling that happened when I got that acceptance letter. A lot of people, maybe not the people who read this but definitely the people who know me, know that I was at an extreme low for the last couple of years. My dreams and myself became stagnant and I just couldn't seem to budge scholastically or motivationally. But with the help of others, my family, friends and girlfriend, I kept going and within a year had rectified the majority of my mistakes. The school I got into is a foreign school. As much as I had aspired to go to a big name university here in the states, I realized that this was my real option (I could still go to a DO school but I would really rather go here). It's in Guadalajara, Mexico and it's as if fate had led me there through out my entire life. I'm more than excited and even more ready to leave the town that I am currently living in, Cross Lanes population circa 10,000, for Guadalajara, circa 8,000,000. But once again I'm leaving behind good times and good friends and I'll really miss them. It's always bittersweet but fuck it...gotta move on.

Bueno...Guadalajara estare contigo pronto.