Exams and all that jazz

No one enjoys exams. Period.

At this point in time, all I can think of is home.

Homesickness is exacerbated by exams.

Sounds like one of them lines from the untouched clinical textbook just lying on my desk, almost teasing me to pick it up.

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“I just want to pass, that’s all that matters,”

I don’t even need a reference for that quote. All of yous have said it before. Especially medics.

In truth, a pass is never enough. It’s a consolation, yes. But deep down inside all of us high-achievers can’t stand to see anything but an ‘A+’ on our result sheet. Sad, but true.

However, admitting that you want an ‘A’ could potentially ostracise you from your friends. Or even blow up in your face when you fail to get it. Therefore most of us settle for “..as long as it’s a pass”.

And this isn’t a shoutout asking any of you to stop pretending. In fact, I do it, and will continue doing it. It’s much more comforting when you have low expectations. You just can never get disappointed.

Aim for the stars. If you miss, the fall will hurt like hell.

While it’s nice to dream about getting a perfect report card, it sucks to wake up and realize that you chose medicine as a career.

So, a pass will do...