jaime got into brown med school as a sophomore. i nearly cried i'm so happy for her. this means NO mcats and NO worries. life is so good for her right now and she deserves it all. i can't even fathom the extent of just how amazing this must be. she said it hasn't even hit her yet. when it does... oh man. god.
i'm living vicariously through her because, for me, that goal gets farther away every day and i just can't chase after it anymore. i know it's so bad, but i think i'm just going to have to settle for standing by the sidelines and cheering her on as she crosses the finish line.
i am seriously ridiculously proud of her. like can't stop thinking about how it must feel to wake up in the morning and be like: dude. i'm not even 20 and i'm in med school. i = the best. ever.
i figure putting myself in her shoes is the closest i'll come to ever achieving the dream.
i'm NOT looking for sympathy here. i'm seriously just coming to terms with the fact that these things are one in a million and if i can't have it, i want my friend to have it.