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- Aug 22, 2001
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You pray, wish, and hope that you get accepted to at least one school. Who cares where it is...as long as one school thinks you're cut out to have a medical school education. I am nervous, tired, and more nervous. I wait and wait and wait for an interview letter. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I only see a mailbox at 3pm on the
weekdays and 1pm on Saturdays.
weekdays and 1pm on Saturdays.