My palms are sweaty Knees weak, arms are heavy Eating carbs to get ready, Mom’s spaghetti I’m nervous, but on the surface I’ll be calm and steady But inside, I keep thinking I’m forgetting all I prepped, Doing Right couldn’t save me now I’ll open my mouth, nonsense will tumble out I’m hoping now, the prompts won’t psych me out My time’s run out, I gotta stand out somehow Snap back to reality Stop with that self-pity Don your best outfit and Show them your empathy No, you won’t choke, just speak slowly with brevity Own the moment and be stoked that you aced it You know your CanMEDS like a pro and now it’s time to show UBC that you’ve grown and you made it here Rad personality, that’s what they’re gonna see Better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass you You better be yourself in the moment and ace it, just pace it You better never let it go Just take your best shot, do not miss your chance to show MMI interview you’ve prepped for a lifetime Go get it Prepping for my MMI, making myself crazy Out of my mind, interview time Wrote it down and read it out, hope Doing Right will save me Too many times, I’m out of time My nerves, they make me feel like somebody else and everybody else seems so accomplished But we all got an interview so I tell myself I tell myself One, please read the cue Unless you want to ramble ’til your face turns blue Two, take your rest break And don’t forget your firm handshake Three, another door This hallway seems so endless, I can’t take any more I’ll try to smile through my MMI interview I got new rules I count ’em I’ve got new rules I count ’em I gotta tell them to myself I’ve got new rules I count ’em I gotta tell them to myself Interview is over but I want to know the answer You’ll have to wait (No way!) You’ll have to wait (No!) Now I’m standing back from it, I finally see the pattern There isn’t one, this is no fun But an offer would make me feel like somebody else So I tell myself I do, I do, I do One, you should go offline Don’t read the pre-med forums just to pass the time Two, don’t let the doubt sink in, you’ll have to kick it out again Three, you wait till May, and I guess you will be monitoring your inbox all day So let the wait begin, until the day when you get in MD, do you want me Are you writing emails to tell me that you want me in the program ‘Cause I want med and I need med BC, I’m down for you always BC, you a beauty, I’ll go ridin’ Down to Southern, up to Northern, or the Island ‘Cause I want med, and I need med, BC I’m down for you always Look, the med me is really still the real me You gotta please accept me, ‘fore pre-meds try and kill me Admissions, make some choices, ’cause I’m the greatest option ‘Cause I’ve waited ’til March and I don’t know when it’s stoppin’ U-B-C, huh! Admissions don’t mess around but they chose me so and this I know for sure But I can’t wait til August I can’t wait to see new friends walk through the door Don’t try to fight the feeling Join the celebration, it’s your moment now Go on and thank your parents and your friends for caring, you’re in med school now! Hey Ya! Vancouver! Hey Ya! Northerner! Hey Ya! Islander! Hey Ya! Southerner!