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Hello. This depends on how taxing your full-time job is. I studied with a full time job and did decently. I had an EMT job and I would take my book with me into the ambulance and study on every break I got. I also did not go out too much that summer. If you can dedicate at least 4 solid hours EVERY DAY to the MCAT then I think you should be good.Sometimes having a full-time job makes us more laser focused in our pursuit of a goal. Discipline is key.I would also take a Princeton review course. It helped me a lot. Make sure that the scheduling of the review course does not conflict too heavily with your work schedule.The MCAT is very beatable. You are dealing with a less competitive applicant pool than you are when you take your medical boards. Have you ever heard the saying “ hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard?”. This applies to the MCAT. Many of the pre meds studying for the MCAT are not working very hard. So you can beat them if you work hard. You don't need too much talent. When you get to medical school this is where you find talent working hard. Its like the difference between college competition and NBA competition. Two different leagues.My advice is that if you can do 10,000 questions you will be okay. Not many of your peers at the MCAT level will be willing to do 10,000 questions. At 10,000 you have seen every way that they can twist a question. 10,000 questions is every questions bank from Princeton review, ExamKrackers, Berkeley review etc.Good luck and feel free to message me if you have any more questions.

Since you ask for a tale of university hijinks, I do have seven such stories. Let me tell you of the following marvels. For all but one of them I know the perpetrators, so I can vouch for the veracity of the event, even if the stories have grown in the telling:The Last Back Quad Run. It was the habit of the members of The Queen’s College Rugby Football Club, after the annual black tie club dinner, to take off all of their clothes and run a circuit of the college’s back quad, a tradition known as the back quad run. The dons [1] tolerated this harmless eccentricity for many years, but I was there the night they banned it. Two of the runners didn’t stop in the quad, but went out of the side door of the college, along Queen’s Lane, down Broad Street and onto Cornmarket, a pedestrianised street full of shops and restaurant. At this point, they were accosted by a local policeman, who exhorted them to give themselves up because “you’ll never get away with it.” One of them slipped on a patch of ice and spent the night in the cells, wearing a pair of trousers taken from a tramp, but the other (as the local newspaper gleefully reported the next day) “was an Athletics Blue and promptly vanished into the night.”The Christchurch Swan Amnesty. Christchurch College, one of the oldest, grandest, and richest in Oxford, has fountains. And one day, it had a swan in the fountain. A swan which, apparently, was not happy about being in the fountain but equally was disinclined to leave it. Various approaches were tried, but to no avail. Faced with the prospect of a beautiful, angry, hissing and violent waterfowl as a permanent resident despite not having gone to the right school, the college authorities took drastic measures. They announced that no sanction would be levied against the perpetrators of the swan installation, provided that they just explained how they got it in there and how to get it out again. The secret, it seems, was raisins laced with sleeping pills, a trick which it now occurs to me was blatantly stolen from Roald Dahl’s Danny, The Champion of the WorldThe Mini On The Tower. This occurred before my time, but I had it on good authority from my French teacher, Mr Boyce [2] who was one of the miscreants behind it before settling down to become a pillar of the community. Their tutor had an Austin Mini, of which he was very proud. Their alma mater, New College [3], has a tower, which stands proud above the roofs of Oxford. One morning, the tutor awoke to find his car not in its usual parking spot, but on top of the tower. Brian Lu has posted how the students of Cambridge achieved a similar feat with elaborate engineering, but the students of Oxford are practical folk at heart and Max and his friends pulled their prank by simply disassembling the car, carrying it up the stairs in pieces and bolting it back together on the roof.Elementary Modern Dangerous Cooking Techniques. One of my sister’s university friends was applying for summer internships and asked her friends if they could photocopy 100 copies of her CV so she could mail them out to companies [5]. They made 101 copies, and when she told them she had one left over they asked if she hadn’t seen the joke CV they’d left on the top of the stack. She hadn’t. They then showed her the CV they’d made, which started with simple errors such as claiming she was studying at the University of Yrok in Yrokshire and went on to list her hobbies as naked trampolining and elementary modern dangerous cooking techniques. They managed to convince her that she must have accidentally mailed this monstrosity to Boots the Chemists, the first company on her list of potential employers. She hadn’t, because all they’d done to the stack was make one extra copy of the actual CV, but she didn’t know that at the time. And then a couple of days later she received a letter on Boots letterhead explaining that in view of her disdain for their company they had made a note to reject any future application she might make. They let her stew for a bit before revealing that this, too, was a fake. One of them had a relative who worked for Boots and had nicked a sheet of letterhead for the prank.Fenlands Poly. My brother in law was going through his university application process at a time of liberalisation of the British university system. The old distinction between universities (more academic) and polytechnics (more vocational) had been torn down, and many polytechnics were rebranding as universities. To avoid administrative confusion, several institutions wrote to their candidates to explain their rebranding. So it wasn’t completely unprecedented when the applicants to Cambridge University from Ben’s school received a letter explaining that in a spirit of egalitarianism, The University of Cambridge had decided to rename itself “Fenlands Polytechnic” and all future correspondence should be addressed this way. According to my wife the design and tone of the letter were utterly convincing right up until the postscript, which read “Candidates should note that they really should have applied to Oxford instead.”The Mickey Mouse Clocktower. The night before my finals, my friend Mike and I went out for a few beers and on the way back found an abandoned flashing light from a completed roadworks. On discovering that it still worked, Mike hatched a plan. We broke onto the roof, and he climbed up and left it on one of the pillars of the Queen’s College clock tower. But this wasn’t enough for Mike. He was a year below me, and on his return to college the following term he armed himself with a bedsheet, some cardboard and some poster paint. Having completed his artwork, he made another daredevil climb, this time up to the face of the clock itself. And turned it into a giant Mickey Mouse watch. Which remained for several days as the college worked out how to safely remove it. Mike took a photographic record of the whole process [6], which he didn’t conceal carefully enough. He received a sternly worded letter from the college’s Dean [7], which advised him that if he confessed the penalties would be less severe. He was outside the Dean’s office steeling himself to knock and make a clean breast of it when his friends stopped him - and revealed that the Dean had no idea he had done it. They had found the photos, stolen a piece of the Dean’s letterhead paper and forged the letter in a magnificent counterprank.The Radcliffe Diversion. This one I heard secondhand, but from someone who was involved on the night. He was, by the time I met him, a junior academic at Queen’s, but he had done his undergraduate degree at Hertford College. At that time, there was a chap in the rugby team who had a car, which is rare in Oxford because finding a parking space is difficult and expensive. Whenever they went to an away match, this gentleman would look out for roadworks and liberate the temporary signs they put up around them. After the rugby club dinner, he led the team outside to his car and started unloading his collection of signs. They set up a diversion from St Giles, the main road into Oxford from the north, along Broad Street, and onto Radcliffe Square. The square is usually pedestrianised, so they forced the gate onto it to allow cars in. They also forced the gate onto Brasenose Lane, a narrow lane on the other side of the square just wide enough for a car to go down but not wide enough to turn around or for two cars to pass. Crucially, they didn’t force the gate at the other end of Brasenose Lane. By 8.30 in the morning there was a three mile tailback with Police helicopters trying to work out what was happening.[1] tr: academic faculty.[2] nickname “Max”, which is a joke that only British rugby fans born between about 1940 and 1975, or people who had doctor’s papers, would now appreciate.[3] Founded 1379 as the College of St Mary of Winchester in Oxford, but called New College to avoid confusion with the House of the Blessed Mary the Virgin in Oxford, founded in 1326 and now known as Oriel [4].[4] Or, to the students of other Oxford colleges, as “boatie scum”. It does have the distinction of being Ian Fleming’s old college and naming its boats after James Bond characters. No prizes for guessing the name of the women’s 1st VIII’s boat.[5] Oh, those innocent days before email.[6] No, I don’t have it. This was before digital cameras, when photographs were done on celluloid and paper. I have seen it, though.[7] The academic in charge of student affairs and disciplinary matters.