Wow. Another week over. :-)

I'm emotionally and mentally drained. And I don't know why. I'm guessing that it's because of school. Dealing with kids that are 10 years younger than you is no mean feat.

On another note, thanks to Fitrah, I now know that A level results are gonna be released end of this month. I have flutterbies and cockroaches in my stomach now. Even as I'm typing this entry, my hands are cold and my feet are frozen. Really. I'm not even exaggerating. I've thought long and deep about what I intend to do in uni, that is, if I qualify, and I'm pretty much sure that this would be the most near-perfect decision that I'll ever make. No associations with whatever I've studied in college so far, except for Econs. Haha. Yes.

Here's how the convo with my parents went a couple of nights ago:

Mum: So Shakirah, have you thought about what you want to do in uni?
Me: (nonchalantly) Yes, pretty much.
Mum: So what's the decision?
Me: I was thinking of taking Banking and Finance.
Mum: And end up like your dad?
Me: What's wrong with my father?
Mum: He travels a lot.
Me: Ain't that good? I've always loved to travel.
Mum: So you're not interested in research work?
Me: No.
Mum: Oh, I thought you might be interested in becoming a financial analyst or financial adviser.
Me: No. Thanks.
Mum: So you're going to work like your father, a marketing manager for the bank?
Me: It's BANKER, mum.
Mum: Ok, so that's settled. I suppose you need to go for a Biz Ed degree.
Me: Yah. I also think so.
Mum: Thought about where to study?
Dad: I've asked my clients, and they said that studying in Sweden or Australia would be good.
Me: Oh.
Dad: While you're taking banking and finance, you can also try Islamic banking. It's going to be the IN thing, especially since Hong Kong decides to follow islamic banking these days. There's a demand for it in the market.
Mum: Yeah, and you can go work in Bahrain and specialise in Islamic banking.
Me: Yeah okay. I thought 'bout that too.
Dad: I'm glad that after many years of changing your ambitions, you finally decided on something good. You go be a banker, and you can be one of the wealthy Muslim merchants in Singapore.
Me: Okay. (goes off to eat dinner)

Wow. Amazing. For once, I agree with my parents on my future.

My neighbour has a young child. About a few months old. Saw the baby when I was on the way home, and my, that baby's really cute!!! I can feel my maternal instincts right now. Hahahhhh...After marriage eh.