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Hey everyone:
I'm a sophomore right now working hard to become a doctor. I find myself in quite a predicament right now, and I guess I just need to vent. I really don't know what to think. Right now, I'm bascially working my butt off to do well. I really work hard to get decent grades, and I really get involved with things that I want to get involved with, things that I'm really interested and pasionate about doing. I really DO enjoy working in the research lab, I really DO enjoy the EC's that I do, and fortunately my passion is shown in my progress. I really enjoy working hard and getting the grade that I deserve. Then, I have a good "friend," who basically is always peering over my shoulder, always looking from behind my back to see what I'm doing, and basically is copying everything I do so that he can get into med school. He's so lackadaisical about everything, he does a couple EC's because he has to, but really doesn't pursue going very far in them, really doesn't do anything for them at all. He's going to do research because I'M doing research and he thinks it will help his chances. He basically LEECHES off of me and can only study when he's in the room with me because he's told me he doesn't like science and wouldn't be motivated to study without me. I've resorted having to avoid him at all costs simply because I'm tired of of KEEPING him motivated. I THINK I'M BECOMING A GUNNER!!! But, obviously, I'm MORE THAN happy to help ANYONE who seems passionate about becoming a doctor. I LOVE helping motivated people who care just as much as I do. Now don't think of me as some 4.0 who refuses to help anyone "under" me. I'm actually having to recover from a pretty bad freshman year, which makes helping this guy, who shows NO work ethic at ALL even harder. I just can't stand it when this "kid" comes into the room and asks if I'm working on orgo, just to see if I haven't gotten to far ahead of him. It's like he's always testing me. THank God I'm not in any of his science classes anymore becuase he would skip class and then approach me like two days before the exam asking for ALL of my notes!!! BAH!!! He's decided to double major in sociology because he thinks they're all easy courses and he can get easy A's in them. And the sad part about it is, is that it doesn't matter, and in the long run, he's right. If he takes "rocks for jocks," and whatever, has two weak EC's so he can put them on his transcript, does not care AT ALL about medicine (he hasn't done ANY volunteer work since he's been here and shows no interest to), and it makes me feel like crap to know that he doesn't care jack s**t about what is passionate to me. Basically he's told me that he wants a lot of money when he gets older, and thinks that medicine is probably the thing that not only would give him that, but would be something that he would PROBABLY enjoy doing, although he doesn't even know. I don't know if I can live with this guy anymore. Am I too paranoid? Am I too stressed? Am I an ass for NOT being as supportive as I could be? Do I need to pull the stick out of my arse? Am I a gunner!? Dear God, I hope not!!!
PLEASE HELP!
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I'm a sophomore right now working hard to become a doctor. I find myself in quite a predicament right now, and I guess I just need to vent. I really don't know what to think. Right now, I'm bascially working my butt off to do well. I really work hard to get decent grades, and I really get involved with things that I want to get involved with, things that I'm really interested and pasionate about doing. I really DO enjoy working in the research lab, I really DO enjoy the EC's that I do, and fortunately my passion is shown in my progress. I really enjoy working hard and getting the grade that I deserve. Then, I have a good "friend," who basically is always peering over my shoulder, always looking from behind my back to see what I'm doing, and basically is copying everything I do so that he can get into med school. He's so lackadaisical about everything, he does a couple EC's because he has to, but really doesn't pursue going very far in them, really doesn't do anything for them at all. He's going to do research because I'M doing research and he thinks it will help his chances. He basically LEECHES off of me and can only study when he's in the room with me because he's told me he doesn't like science and wouldn't be motivated to study without me. I've resorted having to avoid him at all costs simply because I'm tired of of KEEPING him motivated. I THINK I'M BECOMING A GUNNER!!! But, obviously, I'm MORE THAN happy to help ANYONE who seems passionate about becoming a doctor. I LOVE helping motivated people who care just as much as I do. Now don't think of me as some 4.0 who refuses to help anyone "under" me. I'm actually having to recover from a pretty bad freshman year, which makes helping this guy, who shows NO work ethic at ALL even harder. I just can't stand it when this "kid" comes into the room and asks if I'm working on orgo, just to see if I haven't gotten to far ahead of him. It's like he's always testing me. THank God I'm not in any of his science classes anymore becuase he would skip class and then approach me like two days before the exam asking for ALL of my notes!!! BAH!!! He's decided to double major in sociology because he thinks they're all easy courses and he can get easy A's in them. And the sad part about it is, is that it doesn't matter, and in the long run, he's right. If he takes "rocks for jocks," and whatever, has two weak EC's so he can put them on his transcript, does not care AT ALL about medicine (he hasn't done ANY volunteer work since he's been here and shows no interest to), and it makes me feel like crap to know that he doesn't care jack s**t about what is passionate to me. Basically he's told me that he wants a lot of money when he gets older, and thinks that medicine is probably the thing that not only would give him that, but would be something that he would PROBABLY enjoy doing, although he doesn't even know. I don't know if I can live with this guy anymore. Am I too paranoid? Am I too stressed? Am I an ass for NOT being as supportive as I could be? Do I need to pull the stick out of my arse? Am I a gunner!? Dear God, I hope not!!!
PLEASE HELP!


