August 17, 2009

Residency Application Time

Yes, it's that time. Application time. The most dreaded of all times. Thus readeth the scriptures:

"And lo, the time soon cometh when he who is required to borrow and spend shall be yet again servitude to the Church of the Online Application, and yea, it doth verily cost much money. And yea, it doth require much time and effort. And yea, it doth even break the will of the soul to continue living, and it forceth he who is required to borrow and spend to declare himself quasi-suicidal, yea, even ready to terminate all his doings in the State of the Frozen Corn, and open the Temple of the Taco in the Land of Pineapples & Hula Skirts." 2nd Cheeler, 65: 190.

The worst part of any application, imo, is the "personal statement" portion. I HATED doing this for med school. It was the biggest piece of smoke-blowing garbage ever written by man. My residency statement may not be too much further from that. Here's what I've got so far:

"Internal medicine is awesome. Or, at least it doesn’t suck as much as other fields do. Especially surgery -- man, that was just plain horrible. Really, I just want to play World of Warcraft all day and night. But, I guess this will do. Vote for me, and all of your wildest dreams will come true."

Thoughts? I think it's a winner. UCSD, here I come.

4 comments:

the Allers said...

"And lo, the Aller's said unto the Haberle's; thou art missed. And it came to pass David returned to the playing of the World of Warcraft."

Smelsha said...

A. You already do play WoW all day and night, IMO.

B. I love that you wrote this entry as a way to avoid writing your personal statement.

C. I would love to see what else is in this book of Cheeler.

Cheers!

Mikey said...

That statement is pretty damn near perfect (pardon my french). UCSD would be the bee's knees. I would be forced to come visit you guys all the time. Mebbe this quote will help you?

deep beneath the black dawn, leagues from lightning's flash
ribs will raise cathedrals for the morning mass
steel yourself in sackcloth, roll your heart in ash
scrape your skin with steel wool and hold fast hope
cross your heart and hold fast hope

Habs said...

I feel I can relate to your broken soul because I am looking for a job and changing my resume constantly. I hate the question, "Tell me about yourself?" I just want to sit home and read people's blogs but get paid for doing it.