The Look Book Goes to a White-Coat Ceremony
Briefly

I underpacked like crazy. I didn’t even have a tie or dress shoes. My roommate was really cool; he let me borrow a tie, but I still had to wear my green Sambas. Those are my lucky shoes, so I was excited. But when I saw everyone was way more formal looking, I got kind of psyched out. But it was too late.
Simulated patients, like a patient trying to get an Oscar during the simulation. They joke that New York has a lot of actors, and some of the ones who act as simulated patients were extras on true-crime shows. I’m looking forward to actually seeing real patients.
We have a kitchen for the floor, and it’s got two stoves but I can’t figure out how to turn them on. I turned one on and stood there for five minutes with my hand on it, waiting for it to get hot. So I gave up on that. I’m going to fix it, but for now it's just been a lot of Chipotle.
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