Final Entry

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.
Live the life you've imagined.
- Thoreau


I was given a card by my aunt after graduation that had the above written in plain block lettering across the front. No color. No pictures. Just the words and the weight of the message.

At the time, Thoreau's statement meant only so much to me as I was largely directionless. I lacked that certain passion or calling. However, no one can say it was because I didn't attempt to find it. I've had so many internships and career related experiences that it would make most bleed from the eyes.

With the blankest of canvases in front of me, I started this blog as a running journal to record the path I was about to fall, trip, and stumble down. I knew by the end of my 23rd year that I would be doing something completely different than when I started- this medium serving as a way to explain how I got there.

However, in last few months I stopped recording. Oddly enough, it is largely due to the fact that I had realized my goal - to become a doctor and practice medicine. I didn't want to chronicle the GRE's, my application to school, the interview, etc. because if I didn't want to have such a cruel reminder should I have failed. By the grace of God, I didn't.

Starting this fall, I'll be attending the University of Pennsylvania to study the necessary materials to enter medical school. No, I'm not kidding.

There's not enough space on the internet for me to explain how I've come to such a conclusion, but it has been something I've been fascinated with since childhood. I can speculate for hours over why it took till now, but only until recently was I ready to commit to such a course.

On September 2nd, I leave my job and go confidently in the direction of my dreams and live the life I've imagined.


A heart felt thank you to those involved in experiment that was my 23rd year on this rock.


Should you have just come across this shit show, here's DAY ONE.