I thought I would be perfectly suited to volunteer as an Emergency Medical Technician. With a longstanding penchant for stoicism I thought I could handle any pressure, surprise, or danger that the job could possibly entail, while remaining as coolheaded and detached as always. No blood or guts or gore had ever wrought out the bile in me. And besides, if I were able to thrive under the immense pressure of handling a dual curriculum, why couldn’t I handle...

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