But honestly…what the hell was that.
I know it’s a normal reaction, but I can’t help but feel that I absolutely bombed it. I’m be over the moon, if I end up wit a 240, but to be honest, I’d be surprised if I even got a 230, which is the national average.
I’m going to celebrate with being done with it, but I can’t help but worry that I didn’t do enough and it’s terrifying. Or maybe it’s that I did all I could and the problem is I’m not enough.
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Oh gosh, it’s been a while. It’s hard to believe that I’m now in my fourth year of medical school and have just submitted my
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I’m always surprised that it’s possible for my heart and soul to feel so full while my body feels so exhausted. I am excited, scared,