There's been a lot of talk in my house about what I'm going to do after SPM.
(Ooh, see how I start off so article-like. That's my hook right there. Hehe.)
I know I want to go into medicine, although I haven't quite decided what to specialise in yet. I have something in mind, which you'll have to scroll to the bottom of this post and click 'Read more' to see. Anyway, I'm only seventeen, so it could change drastically in the future. What I know is that I am going to be doing medicine because:
a) I want to be a doctor and help people,
b) I love Biology, so it seems fitting, and
c) my mother makes a 'THAT'S WHY WE NEED A DOCTOR IN THE FAMILY, JAN' crack every half a chance she gets.
So. What we're talking about all the time at home is how I'm going to do it.
Right now, I'm considering either AUSMAT or A-levels. Probably the former (it's cheaper and shorter), but I don't know which college to go to. I hear Taylor's is popular but overrated, and HELP is good for pre-u, but then there are other names popping up -- INTI, Stamford, Nilai... It's all very confusing.
Seniors out there, are you or is anyone you know doing medicine? Any advice on where to go? Help would be much appreciated -- I'm as lost as anything. Thankyou so much!
(I'd been meaning to post this for a while. Reading Jacie's blog made me finally get down to it.)
About my possible specialist course. Psychiatry's looking like a viable option, but I've never actually waved it around. Two years ago, a friend of mine, upon finding out shrieked, "Why?! You gotta deal with crazy people, you know!"
Yes, I know. One of the reasons I want to be a doctor is to help people, and I want to be able to do that in areas where people don't get a lot of it. There's this huge social stigma regarding mental illness, which I think is really unfair, since mental illnesses do not a person make. There are so many sides to a person, so just labeling them as 'crazy' and not wanting to have anything to do with them is a terrible thing to do. Inside all the 'craziness' is a normal person, miserable and desperate, because their neuroses are not who they are.
If I'm willing to put myself into a position where I can help these people, who are you to condemn it? I don't think it's deserving of all the negative remarks I get thrown at me at all.
So the secret's out of the bag. It's not definite, anyway. Comments?