first week of med school done!

Saturday night, lying in bed, because of course I got sick the moment I had some room to breathe. I'm fresh off my first week of med school, and it's still a little surreal to call myself a med student. I feel like I don't deserve it yet. I haven't said the words "I'm a med student" out loud, ever. And aren't we first years supposed to be really proud of getting in? I have a lot of thoughts about campus, but maybe I'll talk about it another time. My everyday routine is starting to take shape: wake up before dawn, zone out on the train, walk around campus a bit bewildered, go back home and crash. I have a few more weeks left until I move into my new place, and the commute is killing me. An hour from home to school, filled with a lot of walking in between stations because the public transportation system isn't the best. I've been spoiled by living within walking distance to my college. I need to get a new primer, too: my everyday makeup isn't commute-proof enough. I'm still trying to…