lomaxx:

My academics was sufficiently excellent until I started 400. I thought it was business as usual. But unfortunately, each in course result ruptured my spinal cord - vertebrae by vertebrae. I failed some. I passed some. I failed more than I passed. And my passing wasn't so great..,,average scores.

It was shameful for me. I mean looking at the streak of fame I enjoyed from my premedical year to my preclinical years, it was sufficient to say the mighty had indeed fallen.
I was reading, I was studying- at least I thought so. But my scores were bad. You know med school....once you have bad scores, it means you aren't reading.

My problem wasn't the reading. My problem was that I took so many things for granted. I wasn't disciplined with time. I wasn't consistent. I pulled in more reading time when tests was announced than during normal days, I'll just read a little or I'll go to sleep hoping to wave my normal magic wand. Some weeks, I'll be high on stuff , other times I'll slack. I wasn't consistent.

This went on for a while, and like the biblical prodigal son, I came back to my senses. I saw the damage I did to myself. I saw that I was disappointing not only myself, but my colleagues who at a time, looked up to me. Most importantly, I learnt - that passing in med school has little to do with pedigree and everything to do with hardwork, more hardwork and more hard work.

Also, I learnt that in working hard, you have to work smart. Slowly, I learnt the art of consistency. Everything about medicine became important. I increased my reading time. I became more attentive in class. Every second became important.

It wasn't late. I was lucky. I still am. I learnt my lessons. Some of us aren't interested in just passing. We want to pass and be found among the stars.

For those of you still warming your feet to enter med school, or for those of you who have- don't just be interested in success stories. Learn from those who made mistakes and avoid making same mistakes. I repeat avoid making mistakes. You may not be lucky.
Good luck.

m.esther96:
hmmmm

lomaxx:

hey..how've you been?

m.esther96:
hmm,nt fine
tinkin about u

lomaxx:

I cannot begin to describe how much I've missed you, my tender one .

m.esther96:
qwestn 4 medicos
-hmm,wat is al dz premedical,preclinical n oda terms about,abeg xplain
-do medicos go 4 nysc?? afta 6yrs in schl,a year internship,anoda year 4 nysc,oh gawd! i b lady naw,i wan mary quik
-dz cadaver of a tin,i hope it wnt scare lif outta me,aw do i go abt it,share ur xperienc pls

lomaxx:

My academics was sufficiently excellent until I started 400. I thought it was business as usual. But unfortunately, each in course result ruptured my spinal cord - vertebrae by vertebrae. I failed some. I passed some. I failed more than I passed. And my passing wasn't so great..,,average scores.

It was shameful for me. I mean looking at the streak of fame I enjoyed from my premedical year to my preclinical years, it was sufficient to say the mighty had indeed fallen.
I was reading, I was studying- at least I thought so. But my scores were bad. You know med school....once you have bad scores, it means you aren't reading.

My problem wasn't the reading. My problem was that I took so many things for granted. I wasn't disciplined with time. I wasn't consistent. I pulled in more reading time when tests was announced than during normal days, I'll just read a little or I'll go to sleep hoping to wave my normal magic wand. Some weeks, I'll be high on stuff , other times I'll slack. I wasn't consistent.

This went on for a while, and like the biblical prodigal son, I came back to my senses. I saw the damage I did to myself. I saw that I was disappointing not only myself, but my colleagues who at a time, looked up to me. Most importantly, I learnt - that passing in med school has little to do with pedigree and everything to do with hardwork, more hardwork and more hard work.

Also, I learnt that in working hard, you have to work smart. Slowly, I learnt the art of consistency. Everything about medicine became important. I increased my reading time. I became more attentive in class. Every second became important.

It wasn't late. I was lucky. I still am. I learnt my lessons. Some of us aren't interested in just passing. We want to pass and be found among the stars.

For those of you still warming your feet to enter med school, or for those of you who have- don't just be interested in success stories. Learn from those who made mistakes and avoid making same mistakes. I repeat avoid making mistakes. You may not be lucky.
Good luck.

m.esther96:
hmmmm

m.esther96:
lol
cn sm1 gt me a pin coz my head wana burst

oluafolabi: This
wantintin love wey Esther and Lomaxx dey do here.. Errrm make I just
carry stool for corner dey observe ..

oluafolabi: Hey sis!.. When is your pume?

oluafolabi:

Proudly Uite ... You are welcome sir

Qassy4all: sir ke!...am just a small boy..anyway,how has bin ur classes

Da_b¤§§.:
Nice thread.
I am in!

#me@:

xup, are u still in ABU RX?

lomaxx:

My academics was sufficiently excellent until I started 400. I thought it was business as usual. But unfortunately, each in course result ruptured my spinal cord - vertebrae by vertebrae. I failed some. I passed some. I failed more than I passed. And my passing wasn't so great..,,average scores.

It was shameful for me. I mean looking at the streak of fame I enjoyed from my premedical year to my preclinical years, it was sufficient to say the mighty had indeed fallen.
I was reading, I was studying- at least I thought so. But my scores were bad. You know med school....once you have bad scores, it means you aren't reading.

My problem wasn't the reading. My problem was that I took so many things for granted. I wasn't disciplined with time. I wasn't consistent. I pulled in more reading time when tests was announced than during normal days, I'll just read a little or I'll go to sleep hoping to wave my normal magic wand. Some weeks, I'll be high on stuff , other times I'll slack. I wasn't consistent.

This went on for a while, and like the biblical prodigal son, I came back to my senses. I saw the damage I did to myself. I saw that I was disappointing not only myself, but my colleagues who at a time, looked up to me. Most importantly, I learnt - that passing in med school has little to do with pedigree and everything to do with hardwork, more hardwork and more hard work.

Also, I learnt that in working hard, you have to work smart. Slowly, I learnt the art of consistency. Everything about medicine became important. I increased my reading time. I became more attentive in class. Every second became important.

It wasn't late. I was lucky. I still am. I learnt my lessons. Some of us aren't interested in just passing. We want to pass and be found among the stars.

For those of you still warming your feet to enter med school, or for those of you who have- don't just be interested in success stories. Learn from those who made mistakes and avoid making same mistakes. I repeat avoid making mistakes. You may not be lucky.
Good luck.

m.esther96:
qwestn 4 medicos
-hmm,wat is al dz premedical,preclinical n oda terms about,abeg xplain
-do medicos go 4 nysc?? afta 6yrs in schl,a year internship,anoda year 4 nysc,oh gawd! i b lady naw,i wan mary quik
-dz cadaver of a tin,i hope it wnt scare lif outta me,aw do i go abt it,share ur xperienc pls

imsu.boi:
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I hope you guys are preparing for the FECAMDS Convention being hosted by my beloved school coming up this month

Joeprince2nd: pls whats the meaning of FECAMDS?

Joeprince2nd: are u an aspirant or a medical student?