The GOOD BITS.
We have a reputation for drunkeness (ergo, people are shocked when we aren't propping up the bar).
Staying up to 2am drinking champagne and eating cheese (this is WHY we're not propping up the bar).
2kg chocolate cornflake cake!
Scaring other students.
We socialise HARD.
We can win any competition of trying to come up with the most disgusting thing without any impact on our mental health.
No squeamishness about anything. Ever.
Chat-up lines are funnier when people realise you are a medic.
You lose any sense of embarrassment about anything. In a few years' time, we're going to be spending alarming proportions of our working time asking people to drop their trousers (on a side note, why don't more attractive people get ill? Fewer men your father's age, more your own!)
Swirling vortex of madness.
2-4-1 cocktails.
You have the right to laugh at arts students and scientists.
Synovial twins. We get better vocal typos.
Strange arguments late at night about the consistancy of soup.
Dreams. Weird dreams.
"IT JUST HAPPENS!" is an appropriate answer to most questions.
Being told how to kill people in lectures. Twice, in about two weeks.
Resisting the urge to go out and see whether said lecturers were lying to us...
People assume you actually KNOW medicine. "I've really hurt my elbow, can you have a look at it...?" sure...pokey pokey.
When in doubt, AMPUTATE!
Anatomy colouring books: regressing to age 5 while also working.
BATMAN IMPRESSIONS!
The fact that we act with the grace and decorum of the average 3 year old and this is normal.
No other group is known so well by our wonderful porters; it's because we bulk-buy textbooks off Amazon and so get MASSIVE PARCELS virtually every week of term.
We're weirder than every other subject. Including mathmos. This is our badge of honour.
Everyone assumes we're normal. HAH!
People tend to assume we are hard-working and clever.
We can watch horror films and criticise their methods of killing.
Nearly getting run over. By an ambulance. In front of A&E. Surrounded by the students most likely to have First Aid certificates.
Morbid. Lovely and morbid.
See! There ARE good things. And we aren't even including the clichéed stuff!
Lots of love (again)
Felicity xxx (secret porn star?) (FIND OUT NEXT WEEK! or not.)
Julia (Cheered up a bit now)
Joanne (reanimated) (yes, we CAN do that. We just don't like to tell people)
Geraldine (still doomed. It tastes of raspberry) xxx
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