Rough Road to Dental School?

[IdreamofDDS]

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I posted this in the pre-dental forum but figured that there may be people in this forum more suited to answer my question? Sorry for any intrusion...lol 😉

I was wondering if anyone had any inspirational and motivating stories/experiences about their road to dental school particularly if it was non-traditional (straight from undergrad). Things like having to apply several times before getting accepted, low GPA and/or DAT scores, etc...anything that has presented an obstacle and how you dealt with it. Thanks!! 🙂

 

[Ostracized]

I applied four times, did a masters degree, and got it.

 

[The Hammer]

I had a bad skiing accident my senior year in college and had to drop out for awhile to heal. My college switched from quarters to semesters while I was out so I wound up having to take an extra semester once I returned which was fine as it allowed me to complete a double major.

During my "new senior year" I was working on the ground work for either a masters or PhD in genetics when after spending 20 hours straight working on titration vats by myself I decided that I was not cut out to work without human interaction and I decided to apply to dental school.

The deadline to apply for the one dental school I applied to was December 31. I sent my application in on May 1. Of course I got a letter at the end of June stating that the class was full but I should re-apply the following cycle. I sent a nice letter to the Dean of Admissions thanking him for his time and returned to my vats.

About a week later I get a call from the Dean of Admissions asking if I would like to come to the school and get a tour. I told him sure and set up an appointment to visit on July 24. I was going to have to fly in and out on the same day as the work I was currently doing was reaching an important phase, plus I had a physics final the next day. The Dean said that this was just a casual meeting to get to know some of the instructors and that I didn't have to dress up.

So I flew down in jeans and a white linen shirt, met the Dean of Admissions, the Dean of the Dental School, the Dean of the Clinic and some instructors. I got a tour of the clinic and we all went to lunch. They didn't ask me anything about why I wanted to be a dentist or my academic record or DAT scores but wanted to know everything about my time on the road as a stand up comedian, my time as a costume character at an amusement park and as the bass player in a R and B band.

After lunch was over I thanked them for their time and they told me that they hoped that I would apply in the next cycle. I hopped a cab back to the airport and by 8pm that evening I was back in the lab.

On August 7 I was running the projector at the Campus movie theater. When I went to my car my roommate had left me a note saying to call my parents. Apparently that evening the Dean of Admissions had called and told them that the Admin had decided to add me to the next class which started on August 14. So I had about 5 days to take care of my affairs and tie up my loose ends and go from one end of the state to the other, find a place to live and start dental school. I was suppose to graduate on August 11 but I decided to go to an amusement park with my girlfriend instead and let them mail me my diploma.

 

[cowboy17]

I.

 

[Andrew324]

I think they meant true story

I had a bad skiing accident my senior year in college and had to drop out for awhile to heal. My college switched from quarters to semesters while I was out so I wound up having to take an extra semester once I returned which was fine as it allowed me to complete a double major.

During my "new senior year" I was working on the ground work for either a masters or PhD in genetics when after spending 20 hours straight working on titration vats by myself I decided that I was not cut out to work without human interaction and I decided to apply to dental school.

The deadline to apply for the one dental school I applied to was December 31. I sent my application in on May 1. Of course I got a letter at the end of June stating that the class was full but I should re-apply the following cycle. I sent a nice letter to the Dean of Admissions thanking him for his time and returned to my vats.

About a week later I get a call from the Dean of Admissions asking if I would like to come to the school and get a tour. I told him sure and set up an appointment to visit on July 24. I was going to have to fly in and out on the same day as the work I was currently doing was reaching an important phase, plus I had a physics final the next day. The Dean said that this was just a casual meeting to get to know some of the instructors and that I didn't have to dress up.

So I flew down in jeans and a white linen shirt, met the Dean of Admissions, the Dean of the Dental School, the Dean of the Clinic and some instructors. I got a tour of the clinic and we all went to lunch. They didn't ask me anything about why I wanted to be a dentist or my academic record or DAT scores but wanted to know everything about my time on the road as a stand up comedian, my time as a costume character at an amusement park and as the bass player in a R and B band.

After lunch was over I thanked them for their time and they told me that they hoped that I would apply in the next cycle. I hopped a cab back to the airport and by 8pm that evening I was back in the lab.

On August 7 I was running the projector at the Campus movie theater. When I went to my car my roommate had left me a note saying to call my parents. Apparently that evening the Dean of Admissions had called and told them that the Admin had decided to add me to the next class which started on August 14. So I had about 5 days to take care of my affairs and tie up my loose ends and go from one end of the state to the other, find a place to live and start dental school. I was suppose to graduate on August 11 but I decided to go to an amusement park with my girlfriend instead and let them mail me my diploma.

 

[SiemReap]

I think they meant true story

I was slated to be pope at the last papal conclave until I got a call from the dean of admissions at dental school. Had to fly all the way back from the vatican.

 

[browncrack]

I woke up naked in a pool of jello, streaming worldwide on the internet; when I rolled over the pile of human flesh to answer my ringing I-phone. "Kamusta ka na?" The voice at the other end asked for a name that sounded familiar and identified themselves as from an admissions office at a school and asked for a return call. I called back later when I came back to earth and the rest is history.

 

[The Hammer]

I think they meant true story

I agree it does sound like bull**** but it is the truth. I suppose I could lie about applying to a million different schools and taking and retaking my DAT but it just didn't happen that way.

 

[marcusnasland]

Now, this is a story all about how
I got into some dental school in some town
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became a dentist in a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
in the dental clinic was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all drillin some teeth outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Started getting really bad teeth in my neighborhood
I decided I wanted to fix em, but my mom got scared
She said You better go to dental school out in Bel Air'

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had teeth in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the school about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit and fix teeth as the Prince of Bel Air

 

[MarkND]

Now, this is a story all about how
I got into some dental school in some town
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became a dentist in a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
in the dental clinic was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all drillin some teeth outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Started getting really bad teeth in my neighborhood
I decided I wanted to fix em, but my mom got scared
She said You better go to dental school out in Bel Air'

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had teeth in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the school about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit and fix teeth as the Prince of Bel Air

Awesomeness...
This just made my night... I have my finals in less than a week and am pretty depressed about it. I NEEDED this laugh 😀

 

[The Hammer]

Now, this is a story all about how
I got into some dental school in some town
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became a dentist in a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
in the dental clinic was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all drillin some teeth outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Started getting really bad teeth in my neighborhood
I decided I wanted to fix em, but my mom got scared
She said You better go to dental school out in Bel Air'

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had teeth in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the school about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit and fix teeth as the Prince of Bel Air

This is an obvious lie. If he really was the Prince of Bel Air he would call them "Grillz" and not teeth. He would be saying things like "Yo, I hook people up with more grillz than George Foreman!" I'm calling BS on this one.
😀

 

[Chika217]

Now, this is a story all about how
I got into some dental school in some town
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became a dentist in a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
in the dental clinic was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all drillin some teeth outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Started getting really bad teeth in my neighborhood
I decided I wanted to fix em, but my mom got scared
She said You better go to dental school out in Bel Air'

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had teeth in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the school about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit and fix teeth as the Prince of Bel Air

Thanks for this!!!! 🙂👍👍👍👍

 

[amali]

Had to apply multiple times, had to retake the DAT, had to do a post-bac and a masters to get in. After I got in and looked at my classmates around me, I wondered how a lot of them got in to dental school and how they got in on their first try.

 

[JAWSSS]

Now, this is a story all about how
I got into some dental school in some town
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became a dentist in a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
in the dental clinic was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all drillin some teeth outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Started getting really bad teeth in my neighborhood
I decided I wanted to fix em, but my mom got scared
She said You better go to dental school out in Bel Air'

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had teeth in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the school about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit and fix teeth as the Prince of Bel Air

UCLA!