Ok, rant alert:
I am so glad I circumvented this whole "my kid's better than your kid!" bs because our society is so obsessed with people having to make $150,000 a year and be prestigious and super, ultra gifted or you're basically a worthless pile of ****. Thankfully I was able to actually enjoy my childhood.
If you don't count being "most likely to become the next Jeffrey Dahmer," which wasn't always a bad thing when it came to peer conflict. It's like, "sure, you can kick my ass, but maybe I'll eat your sister for breakfast!!"
Anyway, I've just had fun with it. The problem with people my age is we were raised to believe "do whatever you want, and be happy!"
That's my generation for you. "Follow your dreams!"
Then I hit the real world and the fact that exactly ZERO percent of everyone in America is happy slapped me in the face. Maybe 3 people EVER have done what they want for a living - John Holmes, for instance - and they usually wind up dead of overdoses, AIDS or meet some other horrible fate as a result of having simply too much damned fun. Well, that philosophy is a little tiny bit unrealistic.
Someone's got to mop up puke or clean up after the porno's over at the adult cinema.
Bottom line it's a highly confusing and horribly stressful society to be raised in. In my case I just hit a brick wall of disillusionment that I could not be an astronaut, a Nobel prize winner, climb Mount Everest and still raise a family and live in a cookie-cutter picture perfect suburb.
For you poor saps, it sounds like you're in for a worse fate - dealing with the resultant developmental issues related to NEVER being (good, pretty, smart, fast, rich...) enough to count as worthy of baseline respect. You are applying to Dental school for many reasons, but one is probably that it has been hammered into your head from birth that mediocrity is absolutely the worst possible fate.
Trust me, I know people like this. Happiness eludes them.
Me? I'm happy with a clean toilet seat in a public bathroom. I'm like, "ah, don't have to mop up diarrhea this time!"
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edit: in case you're offended, which you probably are, this is intended to be funny. Life is funny. Laughter is a way of dealing with the immense volume of endless trauma to which we are all subject before we mercifully die. I am fairly happy, though, and will remain so even if I don't get into Dental school.
So if I pissed you off: sorry. Not intended. (peace)