Premed students suck: well, most of them. They are sadistic robots who take pleasure in eradicating all my hopes of medical school. Seems like my feelings about my chances of going to medical school come in waves of depression, then optimism, back into depression; wash, rinse, repeat. Sometimes I wonder why I stress so much over grades, when my terrible freshman year could have already outset me from the race. My "peers" make me so angry, while simultaneously sending my hopes crashing to earth like a satellite. I wish you all were my classmates, rather than the a**hats I am stuck with. Sorry, I know this post is kinda pointless, but I need to vent. I'm going to go listen to some radiohead.