Sunday, July 31, 2011

deal

I was picked up by my dad today after tutor, much to my surprise. Here's how it went down: I jumped in the car after saying goodbye to my friends and then I shouted "HI MUM!" from the backseat. No reply. It was strange, because mum normally left the car engine on and running to get home early and that today there was no vroom. I then looked at the front seat and was like "Mum, where's Melody?" And then I looked at my mum, and realised it was my dad and I was like "OMG HI DAD :DDDDDD" And we both laughed because of my routine greetings after tutor.

After that, we spoke of career choices (our main subject of conversation when alone) and he said "I would like to have you become a doctor/dentist". I mean, I think I've made myself pretty clear that I'm going to steer clear from such medicinal courses, but I saw something better: I would have my dad quit smoking. I mean, it's pretty sad to become a doctor and being incapable of saving your father from the perils of lung cancer and gangrene. But I provided an ultimatum nonetheless - if I were to achieve an ATAR of 98.9+, he'll give up smoking. Entirely.

I mean, I can't bet that with the subjects I'm doing, an almost perfect score is possible, but it's something I'm willing to work toward. But in terms of short-term goals, 100% in any maths test will reduce his smoking habits. I must also add my dad's reason for being so enthused about a career in medicine: "Like the iPod. It changes everyday. Like being a mechanic like me. You need new skills all the time. You have to learn all the time. But people die everyday, and there's only one way to save them."

It sounds quite morbid, but it's reality. He says that we should give back to humanity. I chortled inwardly, because I despised Chemistry, one of the many relevant subjects in the medical field. No, despite my dad stating his want for a medical career, I will not defer to that subject. Ever. And I personally don't hold anything against Biology, but it probably didn't come to me as easily as I wanted it to. Speaking of which, it reminds me of when Steph called Annie a science student when she's heads down and working. I'm curious, but what am I? I feel as though I'm here and there, and not definite about whatever I'm doing.

I shall go off now. And a side note: I lost my 15 pages of Business Studies notes and my 4 pages of The Pied Piper of Hamelin questions because my computer crashed and burned. The screen wouldn't turn on. Off now, goodnight!

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