There’s no question,” Dr. Kase said. “The default pathway is: Well, how did they do on the MCAT? How did they do on organic chemistry? What was their grade-point average?” “That excludes a lot of kids,” said Dr. Kase, who founded the Mount Sinai program in 1987 when he was dean of the medical school, and who is now dean emeritus and a professor of obstetrics and gynecology. “But it also diminishes; it makes science into an obstacle rather than something that is an insight into the biology of human disease.

Getting Into Med School Without Hard Sciences - NYTimes.com

Med school application anxiety. Hello. I didn’t miss you.

Who can give me the gif of Paul Rudd in Wet Hot American Summer?

You know the one. The best one. The one with Janeane. I need it to express properly how I feel about doing my Dalhousie application.

So I’m finally getting around to doing practice tests / review videos on my Kaplan MCAT account…..and I really needed to share with you guys the man who presents the review videos.
When did this bowtie = science thing start? Was the bowtie not enough and they added the vest to really make sure?

So I’m finally getting around to doing practice tests / review videos on my Kaplan MCAT account…..and I really needed to share with you guys the man who presents the review videos.

When did this bowtie = science thing start? Was the bowtie not enough and they added the vest to really make sure?

nationalpost:

Horton a painful way to reach a consensusAnd so we plunge back into that old familiar thicket, with the same thorns lurking at every turn. Another frame-by-frame divination of intent, of physics, of where the crash began; another bonfire afterwards, fuelled by debate. And at the heart of it, another player lying on his back, eyes fluttering and staring into some distant and unknowable place, lost. This time it was Boston’s Nathan Horton, wallpapered in Game 3 of the Stanley Cup final by Vancouver’s Aaron Rome. And into the brambles everybody stepped.This was not even the worst hit of this post-season, but it was bad. Rome didn’t start moving toward Horton until the puck was released, and hit him nearly a full second after it was gone — in NHL terms, this is like driving with a blood-alcohol level approaching twice the legal limit — and he rose up as he collided simultaneously with Horton’s chest and head. It was a reckless hit, a dangerous hit. Rome may not be a dirty player, but it was a dirty play. And the act is all.Or at least, it should be. The result of the play was simple enough. Horton, one of Boston’s very best players, will not return in the series after suffering what is described as a serious concussion, which was likely amplified by his head hitting the ice. Rome, who is Vancouver’s fifth or sixth defenceman, has been suspended for the rest of what might be the only Stanley Cup final he ever plays. (Photo: Elsa/Getty Images)

And here is why, despite my enthusiasm for a Canadian team being in the play-offs, I can’t commit to hockey fully, not now, not ever, and my children will never play it. There is a dirtiness to the dirty hits that players both give and take that I think you could only see in a game like this where violence is smothered so completely. In football (and I realize my theory is only partial), the openness of the violence makes it possible to regulate it, and to get it out of all those young punks’ systems. Because, seriously, athletes are young punks (exception: tennis), and they made it, and they think they’re top shit now. And in football, you know there will be hits, and that’s why you have enormous 250 pound men that do the hits, and the scrawny kids know to stay out of it, and no one does anything stupid.
In hockey, all that young dirty top shit energy comes out and these hits happen and it’s just disgraceful. It’s a crime. The players who commit these acts and cause these concussions should face jail time, and the fact that they don’t is upsetting to me. Concussions are not a joke, and they are serious, and they are someone’s entire life gone. Not just their way of life, their ability to play hockey, but parts of their personhood, parts of who they are, parts of the person their family knew.
So often, in this fine country of mine, I want hockey to grow the fuck up, and for all the hockey fans to do the same, and for us to finally start laying down the law on these players. Maybe they wouldn’t commit these hits if they knew it wasn’t just the end of their career, but also hard jail time. A trial and jail time. Violence done within an arena shouldn’t enter a magic liminal zone of no legal consequence.

nationalpost:

Horton a painful way to reach a consensus
And so we plunge back into that old familiar thicket, with the same thorns lurking at every turn. Another frame-by-frame divination of intent, of physics, of where the crash began; another bonfire afterwards, fuelled by debate. And at the heart of it, another player lying on his back, eyes fluttering and staring into some distant and unknowable place, lost. This time it was Boston’s Nathan Horton, wallpapered in Game 3 of the Stanley Cup final by Vancouver’s Aaron Rome. And into the brambles everybody stepped.

This was not even the worst hit of this post-season, but it was bad. Rome didn’t start moving toward Horton until the puck was released, and hit him nearly a full second after it was gone — in NHL terms, this is like driving with a blood-alcohol level approaching twice the legal limit — and he rose up as he collided simultaneously with Horton’s chest and head. It was a reckless hit, a dangerous hit. Rome may not be a dirty player, but it was a dirty play. And the act is all.

Or at least, it should be. The result of the play was simple enough. Horton, one of Boston’s very best players, will not return in the series after suffering what is described as a serious concussion, which was likely amplified by his head hitting the ice. Rome, who is Vancouver’s fifth or sixth defenceman, has been suspended for the rest of what might be the only Stanley Cup final he ever plays. (Photo: Elsa/Getty Images)

And here is why, despite my enthusiasm for a Canadian team being in the play-offs, I can’t commit to hockey fully, not now, not ever, and my children will never play it. There is a dirtiness to the dirty hits that players both give and take that I think you could only see in a game like this where violence is smothered so completely. In football (and I realize my theory is only partial), the openness of the violence makes it possible to regulate it, and to get it out of all those young punks’ systems. Because, seriously, athletes are young punks (exception: tennis), and they made it, and they think they’re top shit now. And in football, you know there will be hits, and that’s why you have enormous 250 pound men that do the hits, and the scrawny kids know to stay out of it, and no one does anything stupid.

In hockey, all that young dirty top shit energy comes out and these hits happen and it’s just disgraceful. It’s a crime. The players who commit these acts and cause these concussions should face jail time, and the fact that they don’t is upsetting to me. Concussions are not a joke, and they are serious, and they are someone’s entire life gone. Not just their way of life, their ability to play hockey, but parts of their personhood, parts of who they are, parts of the person their family knew.

So often, in this fine country of mine, I want hockey to grow the fuck up, and for all the hockey fans to do the same, and for us to finally start laying down the law on these players. Maybe they wouldn’t commit these hits if they knew it wasn’t just the end of their career, but also hard jail time. A trial and jail time. Violence done within an arena shouldn’t enter a magic liminal zone of no legal consequence.

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umanesimo:

Figure 56.2: AMPUTATION SITES. In the arm save every centimetre. In the leg amputate at the classical sites only.
The general method for amputations

 Sorry guys. I couldn’t pass this up.

umanesimo:

Figure 56.2AMPUTATION SITES. In the arm save every centimetre. In the leg amputate at the classical sites only.

The general method for amputations

 Sorry guys. I couldn’t pass this up.

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"Freaks and Geeks", Childish Gambino.

Runnin’ the game, fuck am I sayin’, runnin’ the Earth, give me a month
Told all you niggas I’m in it to win it cause havin’ an Emmy just wasn’t enough
You get sloppy drunk, I stay whiskey neat
My clique should be cancelled, Freaks and Geeks

You all best believe that this song just got me through a Bio lab final.I swear to God if I make it to a medical degree, I’ll owe it all to rap.

"I’ll Try Anything Once (You Only Live Once Demo)", The Strokes

There is a time when we all fail
Some people take it pretty well
some take it all out on themselves

Also known as, “See, Kathryn, Julian Casablancas thinks it’s okay that you changed that one answer on your Organic midterm to the wrong one at the last minute. He doesn’t think it’ll matter in the long run.”

Trying to get into medical school really wreaks havoc on an already perfectionist mindset.

Med school prep is ridiculous.

I’m knee-deep in bioethics and Canadian health care articles for a mock interview. Like that’s the level of my stress for a mock interview.

Doctor Clip Knocked Up Seth Rogen (via djtwister87)

Sometimes I like to watch Knocked Up just for Ken Jeong, because, um, he’s a real doctor. Which is why this scene, and the scenes that are actually in this movie, are so awesome: because this is for real. Because him bullying her about how often she smokes cigarettes is TOTALLY LEGIT.

Psyche, meet MCAT terror.

You’ll be good friends all the way into this summer.

thedailywhat:

Nerdgasm of the Day: Redditor this_username says: “Being a polymer scientist, I can’t look at porn or nudity. So I have to get creative.”
Thomas Dolby approves.[reddit.]

GETTING ME THROUGH ORGANIC CHEMISTRY THIS YEAR!

thedailywhat:

Nerdgasm of the Day: Redditor this_username says: “Being a polymer scientist, I can’t look at porn or nudity. So I have to get creative.”

Thomas Dolby approves.[reddit.]

GETTING ME THROUGH ORGANIC CHEMISTRY THIS YEAR!

Reblogged from The Daily What