Growing UP part I

Dearest Yamapi,

I think growing up is a hard and complicated process. There are so much more that I need to learn, so much more stuff that I need to know, I need to be good at in order to survive and strive in the society I am living in.

Due to the tremendous demands on future medical students (all rounded in academics, sports, volunteering, work experience , outstanding social status, outstanding persona) ....I find that most undergraduate-med-student-wannabes here are all too competitive, conceited and generally not friendly and nice. They want future doctors to SUPER smart, fawned by the public and practically he/she meet and idolized by everyone in terms of their outstanding intelligence and knowledge and money-making capability....................that is such a sad phase of life........ indeed what Prof Tsantrizos (my organic chemistry prof)quoted "The most poisonous substance known to man is not any chemical but the human heart" is true.

Human hearts stained and tainted by greed, pursue of power and fame, money..........where did all the nice people go? Where are the friendly dentists who give out free toothbrush to kids? Or the Surgeons who perform kidney transplants for a VERY reduced price (My uncle)? Where goes that characteristic, the basis of providing medical care to injured people who are in pain and agony, the urge to help relieve their pain that doctors used to possess?? Where?
Nice ? You say? They are EXTINCT...being "nice" would NEVER get you ANYWHERE ...that's the harsh and cruel truth that I have to learn over and over again in my life....why? because I AM NICE...I am nice to everyone who I consider a Friend but who may not necessarily consider me as their friend.......tragic isnt it? Am I gonna BE EXtinct as well?? If I dont toughen up...I might......

Nowadays you go to the hospital with a splitting headache and a terrible cold to see the doctor only to find a person in white coat sitting opposite you looking more temperamental than you are and hey....you swallow down all your complaints and feebily mumbled something like "ah...its just a teeny little headache and sniffe, I'll be ok in a jiffy....sorry to disturb your impossibly jammed day". Then, you'll walk out of the hospital feeling luckier and better than that pratictioner whose main purpose is to help sick people but are themself in worse condition than any of us..........