I woke up late this morning – I’d had some weird dream where the school posted the pharm scores and I’d gotten a 7. 1
It was cool, though. I woke up and got dressed in snazzy clothes for a marathon 12-hour day of class, clerkship, and research orientation. I had one meal and a bagel and I was on fire all day, clicking around in heels and turning paperwork in like a champion.
Didn’t even notice ’til 8pm that my sweater was on backwards. 2