The white coat ceremony (or the post where I abuse the word “profound”)

So, getting into med school has been the single biggest event of my life so far pretty much. ¬†The birth of my sister might push it to second, but it's a close race, I'll tell you that. ¬†Fourteen years of having a dream, five years of undergrad study to achieve that dream, and three cycles … Continue reading The white coat ceremony (or the post where I abuse the word “profound”)

Applications, or my complicated feelings on the word “average”

So, the applications for the 2015 intake year have opened recently, and this year, I can look at them with a certain detachment that I haven't been able to in three years. There's a certain amount of irony associated with this - it's only been a month (upon checking, a month to the day) since … Continue reading Applications, or my complicated feelings on the word “average”