Twenty-five. I used to think that sounded so old. I dreaded turning 21 and definately 22 (21 seemed like the oldest-young age) but definately dreaded 25. But you know, it isn't so bad. It seems appropriate to be married and 25 and most importantly, a 25 year old dentist seems much more appropriate than a 24 year old dentist.
I hopefully aced my periodontology test yesterday as a birthday present to myself. I checked out of my pros unit (officially done). Abe and I went to eat at Atlas, a nice restaurant in town with his family. I received some adorable headbands Amber made, nice professional clothes (very 25 appropriate) from the Sheffields, and Abe gave me a Law and Order:SVU DVD series and a beautiful pearl necklace set. I've been wanting one of those for a long time. All in all, a pretty good day.
2 more days before I am a senior dental student. Too bad I am so tired of studying for my 2 more tests...
Amber posted some funny baby pics of us on her blog. Funny to see where you've come in 25 years. www.ambersonlinejournal.blogspot.com.
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