I had always thought that my dad was a jerk not so nice guy.
No offense, but that’s what my mom thought about him, too.
Today he made the four of us went to a seminar held by Adam Khoo’s company of I Am Gifted camp. To be honest, I wasn’t really looking forward to this. I’d thought I’d really get bored since seminars were all about talking useless things until your mouth dried up. My dad had always wanted for me to attend this seminar like years ago. I did manage not to attend, but this time he forcefully signed us up.
The public speaker had an unpleasant voice, much to my surprise. It’s too high pitched and it kind of irritated me throughout the whole session. The speaker switched to a male in the middle of it, though. We were then asked to memorize 30 random words in five minutes. I think it was pretty easy if you knew the trick to it, and I’ve already learned memorizing tricks several years ago. So yeah, the speaker gave me two notepads. Yay for new sketch papers.
In the end of the seminar, the speaker promoted the youth camp that’s gonna be held in the middle of December this year. It’ll last for four days in a pretty normal hotel. The camp costs 10,8 million rupiah. That’s $749.48 in US, I guess. It was so expensive that I really felt like I’d totally waste my money for nothing. My brother made a disapproving face, but my dad signed the both of us up anyway. My brother then immediately spewed curses when my dad wasn’t there. My mom didn’t even say a thing but sigh.
I know this camp is his investment for my future. So I guess he’s somewhat thoughtful and nice. But I just don’t like that bossy side of him. In several posts earlier I stated that I’ve decided to take programming as a major in the university next year. The sole reason for me to take that major was because dad made me to. Now he said he wanted me to study all the way for the sake of getting a scholarship to Japan and take business as a major. Well, seriously, I don’t know what’s in his mind.
We then went for dinner at Tony Roma’s. There I decided to talk to dad about my passion in design and that I wanted to transfer into Design and Communication majors. My mom supported me a little in persuading my dad but it doesn’t work out. I got totally lectured by him till he decided it’s time for us to go home.
I don’t know why but I guess I’m so sick of him ruling over my life. I wish he’d just talk to me in a better way, but he decided not to do so. I feel that I’d never win against him so I guess I’ll just do what he wants right now.
I’m just too tired to fight back already.
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