I find it hilarious that I never know what day it is anymore. Instead of saying "It's Wednesday!" I say "Only one more day of clinic this week!" The weeks are measured not in months, but in how many days are left until the next break. My neighbor in class gives the countdown every class day. "45 class days until spring break!", she says.
This is such an odd way to live. I never thought I would be a 'real' college kid with a 'real' college experience. Until this program, I just went to night classes a few nights after work. Now, I'm emmersed. I kind of love it and kind of hate it, but I've realized that this ride is going to keep going at full speed so it's wise to hang on tight.
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