Upon its second year of maturation, the wild Health Sci gunner begins to separate from its broodmates and venture into the wild world of competitive pre-medicinery. Gone are the sweet nothings of freshman inquiry, where glazing mouths once yapped: “This class changed my life. You’re all like family to me”.
In equal measure, the novelty of adult life has been all but squandered. Shared student dens— which Health Scis often inhabit for proximity to their hunting grounds— are of the direst conditions, and evolutionary pressures (such as HTHSCI 2F03) kill off many a promising specimen.
The physical shock of taking “hard” classes is often too difficult to bear… especially combined with harrowing pre-medicine duties like hospital volunteering and club formation. Wild Health Scis react to their maturation with varying degrees of severity, but typical hallmarks of the second year gunner include:
- Creating When2Meets for hangouts
- Discussing MCAT test dates and Jack Westin daily CARS passages
- Cold emailing fifty professors and receiving zero responses
- “I’ll take orgo in third year, I swear”
Perpetuating the cycle of self-abuse instilled in them by ancestors, second years work hard to survive. Though they may seem withdrawn and burnt out, they are in fact amassing tremendous energy for the next hurdle along the way: the MCAT. Hunting such a beast will provide them with sustenance for the next three years (if done correctly) and streamline their transition to the final stage of life…
Medical School.
The Procrastinator 