Is there a doctor in the house?

To start things off, I would like to announce that my older sister is going to be a doctor!!!
No, not the kind of doctor that gets all scapple-happy, but the kind of doctor that always insists that you address them as "dr." but when you look at their name in print, it says phd instead of md and you get hella mad that they force everyone to call them by that title.
Yup, my older sister will be Dr. Jamie, PhD.
Congratulations, Jamma!!!
You're the only one making mommy's dream come true.
(Hey, if you get a card or name tag that says, "Dr. Chang" can you give it to me? I'll wear my scrubs and flash that card around and pretend I'm hella cool and smart. I might even carry around some smart person book, but I'l look hella nonchalant about it. Hook it up, doctor.)

In other news, my mom and dad are leaving Korea later today.
After 2 weeks, they are leaving the country in which they were born.
And, as far as I can tell, they couldn't be happier to step on that plane.

There are so many things that I can write about that I'm at a loss for words.
All my thoughts are bottlenecked and none can get through...
Actually, my thoughts are like Mr. Burns' diseases, cancers, germs, etc.
For all you Simpsons fans out there, you should know that Mr. Burns has tons and tons of deadly, creepy-crawly things drifting around in his body.
So much, in fact, that not one of them can kill him because it's like they're all jammed in a doorway... fighting to get through, stuck and harmless.
Yup, those are my thoughts...
Just too many of them... if I manage to pull one out, then beware, because they just might start pouring out.
Hahahaha... yeah right, my mind full of thoughts?
That's like saying Homer isn't hungry.
It's just nonsense.
Hahahahaha.
No, I'm kidding.
I like to think.