http://xkcd.com/ basically speaks to the inner (actually i suppose that is inner AND outer) nerd. This one made me laugh out loud. I am also guilty of harboring such strange music on my computer (can we say pokemon anyone?).

In other news, I think I have that med student hypochondriacs syndrome. I have wondered if I had TB or chronic bronchitis (I have, afterall traveled to endemic areaas and lived in a major city all my life, NOT to mention the whole health care profession thing). I remember during the whole genetics pathology part wondering why anyone would want a baby, knowing all the crazy deformities that occur, and also feeling that it must be some miracle that I don't have some strange congenital malformation or some sort. Now I am starting to worry about what will happen to me when I hit my 50s, or what Dana likes to call, the every thing gets *bleep*ed up years. So many diseases, if not emergent in your childhood, or during your early 20s, will just pop up when you're middle aged. Like one day, you are totally normal and the next day it's like the Great War has started in your body. I don't want to get to the point in my career where I can finally enjoy the fruits of my labors and then suddenly have a crippling disease. That actually frightens me.

Okay, so I lied, there is no way I can NOT talk about medical school or medicine. I tried.

Life is shorter than you think

When I was a teenager, I used to think of that perfect man I would meet in the future, who would let me do whatever I wanted, and would marry me right before I turned thirty. Then, in college, I realized that having alone time with said perfect man after marriage would be best, and so I should marry at 27, having plenty of time before 30 to grow our married relationship before having children. Now that I am 26 (Good god, it really hurts me that I am over 25 - I am having some kind of over a quarter-half-a-century crisis, and it hurts), I am realizing that it will not happen. Why can't things go as I planned? In college, I had a rule -- if you were still wondering if I was that "one" for you after two years of dating passed, then you should just leave. Now I am wondering if I should break that rule.

Did you ever wonder why women don't leave their man, despite there being something wrong with the relationship - be it as sever as abuse, or just plain unhappiness? I realize that after being with a man that you have grown to love, it is hard to just pack your bags and leave. There is fear of being alone, fear of the pain that you'll feel, and also fear of the pain that you will bring to him. I saw this clip of He's Just Not That Into You where Jennifer Aniston says, "Stop being nice to me, if you're not going to marry me."

I used to wonder why it would be so hard to communicate with someone you love. I should have known it would be hard. There were times I didn't know I could just turn to my mother, and that is someone from whom I could never lose love. So why was I so naive to believe that I would be able to share all my thoughts with someone I haven't even known for half my life?

All these life goals that I had years ago that I thought were so far from now have caught up with me so fast. Time moves so much faster than we think it will. I feel so unhappy.