Dr. Z was incredibly understanding about giving me some time off to focus on my calculus class and impending MCAT.
Oh, and I got these puppies.
Doesn't this remind you of awkward teenage-dom?
I think I look sincerely like a twelve-year old. I also think I look horrendous. In spite of this, I kind of like them. I like the idea that change is happening. Since my teeth are quite tender at the moment, change is quite apparent (to me anyway). Also, I never realized how unpleasantly crooked and discombobulated my teeth were until they put the braces on.
So, to keep everything straight, I'm on a hiatus from my internship. Instead of running Western blots, I am doing lots and lots of math and MCAT homework. I got braces yesterday (Wednesday).
That is all.