Personal statement
Gene’s personal statement that will get me into school:
To whom it may concern,
MURDER. Did I get your attention? Good. Attention grabbing is one of my many abilities. My name is Sonam Patel, or is it? Misdirection is another talent of mine, but I’ll get to that later. The truth is I don’t give two shits about you or your medical school. I know everything there is to know about everything, so as far as I’m concerned you can suck balls for days, I doesn’t bother me. Woah now, slow your roll, I’m obviously kidding good sir or madam, I was just displaying more of my misdirection skills, as promised earlier. I’m very good at keeping my word, plus I find it helpful to mess with the reader, you know? Rough ‘em up a bit? Yeah I bet you know, you sure do.
It would be the highest honor in the observable universe (which is about 13.7 billion light years, I’m very good with facts too) to attend your fine institution. I would literally sell my mother to you if you let me in. Misdirection? No, you idiot. My mom is for sale, for the low price of my admission into your establishment. What can I bring to the table? Well, if your table isn’t full already I’ll just serve you another helping of sawesome (Sonam + Awesome, copyrighted already sukka).
Sonam Patel, regarded as not unintelligent, revered for her undying love of people… who aren’t sick and gross… ewwww. Admired by some, hated by none (who are still alive), acknowledged as above the below average, and considered by one to be semi-attractive. All hail Sonam Patel!! Hehe, sit down reader, no need to get excited yet, I’m not even (technically) admitted. But you can help, you can help me, you can help you, you can help those around you, by admitting me, Sonam Mother Fucking Patel into your school!
Thank you for your time.
Sonam Patel
c0ldBlo0d3dgirlp0wer@plowyamom.org



