What makes you special?

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I don’t know who you are.
I don’t know what you want.
If your looking for Personal Statement ideas, I can tell you I don’t have advice.
But what I do have is a very particular set of skills, skills that I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for pre-meds like you.
If you delete this thread now that will be the end of it. I will not make fun of you, I will not report you.
But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you and I will troll you.


Nice! One of Neeson's good movies
 
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Ah. Well, I attended Julliard. I'm a graduate of the Harvard business school. I travel quite extensively. I lived through the Black Plague and had a pretty good time during that. I've seen the Exorcist about 167 times, and it keeps getting funnier every, single time I see it. Not to mention the fact that you're talking to a dead guy. So whaddya think? You think I'm qualified?

what movie?

Beetlejuice?

Here's another one:

"The details of my life are inconsequential.... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium, with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggary. My mother was a 15-year-old French prostitute, named Chloe, with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims- like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy- the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical- summers in Rangoon, luge lessons, in the spring, we'd make meat-helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard, really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe, the age of 14, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it. At the age of 18, I went off to evil medical school. At the age of 25, I took up tap dancing. I wanted to be a quadruple threat....
 
The right Path said:
what movie?

Beetlejuice?

Here's another one:

"The details of my life are inconsequential.... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium, with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggary. My mother was a 15-year-old French prostitute, named Chloe, with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims- like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy- the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical- summers in Rangoon, luge lessons, in the spring, we'd make meat-helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard, really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe, the age of 14, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it. At the age of 18, I went off to evil medical school. At the age of 25, I took up tap dancing. I wanted to be a quadruple threat....

Austin powers! Used to have that on a poster... Haha...
 
Well, for the past couple months I've been backpacking around Europe with my friend Sadie - mainly just to piss of my mother. She's a surgeon out in Seattle, and she's won the Harper-Avery a couple times. Really, she always put her work (and her boyfriend Richard) before everything else. I graduated from Dartmouth, and I've decided that medicine is what I want to do. If it's because Mom has Alzheimer's, or because when I told her I wanted to be a surgeon she tried to talk me out of it - I may never know. 😉
 
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