I got rejected!
Because sometimes guys don't want to dance with you. And sometimes medical schools don't want you to join their incoming classes. You just have to get it all out there, make a t-shirt and move on.
Random shout out to Ibn, who ended up being the first guy with whom I ever slow-danced. And HE asked ME at the eighth grade mixer. Many awkward and un-awkward slow dances with many other guys would follow throughout high school and college.
Also thanks to my dad, who sacrificed a t-shirt because I REALLY wanted to make one. :)