<p>Hi. I'm new here to CC, but did visit this site (think I had an account too) in 2006 to 2008 when I was in high school.</p>
<p>I've graduated from Northwestern as a chem major and a pre-med w/o any acceptances to any med schools AT ALL. Oh, and my GPA's about a 3.0. I thought my 34 MCAT would bring it up but no. Oh, and I'm currently 60k dollars in debt. So I'm spending more time at school next year to bring my GPA up and work more on my application. So, yeah, my life tanked. </p>
<p>Well, I'm posting here not to tell my own story but also the story of my high school's valedictorian and me back then.</p>
<p>In high school I was a smart kid and was also really competitive--as competitive as most of the kids found here on CC. For example, I retook my 35 ACT twice for a 36. And I was obsessed with prestige. I mean obsessed. I had to get into a top 20 school, preferably an ivy or a top 10 one. I applied to about 10 or so schools and I had no safeties. I was a dick back then thinking my state school U of Michigan was a safety. </p>
<p>I got into Northwestern and a couple "lower-ranked" top 20 schools. I bragged about it a lot. Kids thought I was cool and praised me. When adults asked me what school I would go to and I replied Northwestern, they were extremely impressed.</p>
<p>In college, I screwed around my first two years. Drugs, sex, alcohol, parties--all that. My GPA was messed up. I buckled down my next two years, but it was hard. Ended up with a 3.0 but it come out to nothing.</p>
<p>So I decided to call my high school's val...
In high school, he was the smart kid. Freakishly smart. Top scores, taking math at a college during his sophomore year, etc. But he was also laidback, really kind, and loved tutoring and helping others. He loved teaching others--called it "true education," as I remember. He also had a stuttering problem and was sort of timid/reticent. Couldn't tell you a thing about songs/singers like Coldplay or about Brett Favre but could expound volumes upon Linus Pauling, abstract philosophical and logic ideas, and how the Legend of Zelda timeline worked. He was also a year younger then everyone else too.</p>
<p>In short, our local genius. Our class thought he was destined for Harvard or its equivalent schools. </p>
<p>I don't know and will never know all the schools to which he applied, but he chose...
Michigan State (over Michigan honors with some scholarship and I think Cornell and Northwestern too).</p>
<p>With MSU, he had a full ride, honors, research, and ended up actually being paid to go to college. Though in retrospect we shouldn't have, but many of the smarter kids in our HS, including myself, laughed and laughed. Here was this smart kid going to a second-rate school.</p>
<p>So I called him to find out his plans. FML. He was surprised when I called and I could tell he didn't want to divulge info or talk to much about himself (I wish he was the bragging type--would make me feel much better).</p>
<p>At MSU he kicked a**. 4 point GPA. 42 MCAT. Won't reveal too much else about him, but here goes: Research--very high quality, pubs in famous magazines; math and chem. Math major in two years and then a masters in Mathematics. Lots of math stuff like going to Germany and research publications. Took Arabic in college to become fluent. Studied abroad. Became a very good archer (his passion in high school). Amgen scholars and other summer programs. Undergrad TAing and tutoring. I think he did Teach for America or maybe not (maybe he just said he was contemplating it or something). So on and so forth. </p>
<p>I love my experience at NU, but I mean hes done well. Really well. Same genius as in high school. Still the same nice kid who didnt like to talk about himself and genuinely cared for others. Never broke down under pre-med competition, remained laid-back, and graduated top of his class with other 4.0ers at MSU. And he said that what he did was nothing special and he began to ask me questions about how I was doing. I quickly turned the tables onto his future plans.
And the arrow in my heart: hes accepted to a med school. Not just any med school thoughU of Michigan. And on a full ride. And theres morehe was accepted to Harvard med, Stanford, Johns Hopkins, WashU half ride, and U Chicago full ride. He chose UMich for reasons of fit and cost (plus he's not looking into academic med)
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It took a great deal of prodding to get that out of him but I mean seriously. Most pre-meds dont get into a school and the lucky ones get into one or two. He got into a boatload and all top ones. Even though he deserved it I guess and I acknowledge that hes smarter than I am, I feel cheated. </p>
<p>Not only that but his summer so far has been much better than mine. Hes relaxing before med school, got married to a girl from his home country and traveled there, went on a pilgrimage to Mecca, and went to Dubai for like a honeymoon. Looking for property in Ann Arbor too.</p>
<p>And finally he expressed his wishes for an acceptance in the future and explained to me that my MCAT was very good and that it shouldn't be retaken. He gave me tips and advice for applying my next cycle even though I was a dick to him in high school and was obviously a pest right now asking him so many questions (the phone call was over a couple days if you were wondering). </p>
<p>I just feel so depressed though.</p>