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Life Lesson #31: Live the dream

Last night was TRP, it's a college, even university wide event that showcases performances from organizations, departments, students and even professors from the UP College of Medicine. Apart from dances, each class from LU3 to LU5, would have to perform an original song.

being an LU4 student, it's our second time to compete. Last year, our song was about paying tribute to BSLR east, the classroom of all first year medical students. All UPM doctors have stayed there to listen to lectures or sleep through them. (me feeling senti for not blogging about it last year. nothing to look back. Boooo. Anyway.)

This year, our song is about how hard the journey is to our dream.. But.. No matter how difficult, we would continue moving forward. Because what is an easy life, if we would not be achieving what we want most -- to help people by being the best doctors.

It's a song full of love; full of hope.We stood in front of all those people to sing our hearts out and make them feel that we are passionate for that dream, to give inspiration that by holding on hard enough, we would all be together to get to that goal.

thus, no matter what the results were, just like how it is in school -- grades are just numbers which should not mean too much. what is more important is that through our voice, we made ourselves be heard; through our classmate's words, our dreams were reinforced and we inspired others; through the song, we have expressed ourselves and through this event, we felt class pride once again.

Indeed, at the end of the day, what really matters most is that we continue to move forward. Together. as ONE batch. To live our dream. Medical students now, the best doctors in the future.

Oozing with class love -- One pride, One Five! :) *hearts*

PS im excited for our next song, and I'm promising to make a blog entry out of it, no matter how toxic or benign i may be then :p

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