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Monday, August 23, 2004
5:10 PM

so yesterday, i told my parents that i intended to study overseas after the As.

dad: 'what course?'
me: 'biochem.'
dad: 'have you considered your career prospects?'
me: 'huh? i duno.. maybe work in Biopolis or something?'
mum: '..why can't you study medicine like your dad?'
me: 'havent we been through this a thousand times?'
dad: 'you better think carefully first.'
me: 'umm.. it costs at least 24 000AU per annum.'
dad: 'aussie dollars have a higher value than sing dollars now.'
me: 'yup.'
dad: 'but worrying about finances is the least of your concerns right now.'

so as usual, in his indirect way of speaking, my dad kinda implied that he'd finance my university education. so that's one hurdle crossed?

what i need now are perfect grades. straight As. zzzzzz