74681

What's that seemingly random number you ask?

It's clearly not the number of posts on this blog.

Or the dollars in my bank account.

Or the yen in my bank account.

Or the times I've thought about burning down Academic High School.

Or even the ounces of alcohol I've drank since coming to Okinawa.

No, that would be the amount of my loans for my first year of med school.

In dollars, not yen mind you.

After utterly destroying my day, I quickly realized, "Well, I had better damn well thoroughly enjoy my last few months." And I renewed my pledge to come home with no more money than I arrived with. Because clearly, it's not going to make a shit of a difference.

Of course that doesn't even begin to make the situation cool, and it would be a lie if I denied that a significant part of me hopes the plane back to Chicago explodes somewhere over the Pacific.

But if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go buy something extremely expensive that I don't need, while I still can.