As a medical student, I encountered a lot of people in the wards. Doctors, nurses, patients and attendants, they all have different characteristic. Medical student, as the lowest class of animal in the ward, we struggle for life, fight for cannula and venepuncture. we compete over the limited sources we able to obtain. Fighting to get a place to listen to the famous lecturer, even getting the prize to be hit by hammer. Being hated by the sisters, patients getting frustrated, seniors being forbidden, we still alive. Does it suffer. Ya, to certain extend, it is. But we enjoy it as well. Not to say that we are self induced agony and enjoy it. But to my concern, natural selection rules. You fight for your own. there is nobody can help you except yourself. Life isn't easy. So much we have to do. I try to make friends to everyone though the others may not be as friendly as I thought. May everyone I know and all my friend can go through their exam very well. I simply hoped that, there will be a day we manage to being called doctor in the world and fight over patient's health. And I hoped, it won't be to long.

Blue is beautiful
Not because she shines as red,
Graceful as silver
Fresh as green
Wisdom as black
But blue is beautiful
Because She makes
Red becomes glamour
Silver becomes more graceful
Green becomes fresher
Black becomes intellectual
That's why she is beautiful, always.