hypoxia

The interview's over. AHHH!!! So many problems happening...

Now I have to worry about the next one tomorrow. And finals! STRESS!!!

I am not going to get my hopes up. I am going to be calm, level-headed, rational. None of this optimistic, idealistic, crap.

So the premed advisor asks me why I'm going into medicine.

The professor I talked to today asked me why I'm not in medicine yet.

So HOT today. JEEZ! I can't study in this weather. Going to lay naked in my bed.