March 17, 2004

• Two more rejction letters. Three schools remaining. They have taken my dreams, my hopes, my future, my hat…no no, they can’t take THAT away from me.

  “Cue tune of Sinatra’s ‘They Can’t Take that away from me’”

  My applications will end on a sorrowful note
  for by April, acceptances are done
  the fat lady’s sung and she’s hit that high note
  but the blubbering has just begun
  Med schools may deny entrance, and most have, I guess
  and though I’m defeated, just one thing I’ll possess

  The time that I applied.
  my GPA was three
  Harder I should have tried,
  and so this year I won’t be an M.D.

  All my letters of rec
  my time at my UC
  not even in Quebec
  can i have a chance to earn that M.D.

  If I never, ever, gain entry in
  those vaulted halls of doc’s
  it will be because, because my academics sucked

  Though my MCAT’s were high
  and years I worked for free
  it was all just a lie
  they want grades to give you that M.D.

  no I’m never, never giving in
  If only just for spite
  for i know i know the board will slip up one night

  and then I will be in
  just wait and you will see
  my handsome evil grin
  no no they can’t take that way from me
  no they can’t take that away
  can’t keepthat away
  can’t keep that M.D. away from me

  -J

  ever wonder why doctors call what they do “practice?”

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