Saturday, 28 April 2012

UMAT and med rage

What's a UMAT? I hear you asking. To be honest, I have no idea what it stands for- but I know it's a test that you have to sit to get into medicine in uni. Actually, I reckon I can guess this- University Medical A-something Test? Aptitude? Acceptance? Admissions? That sounds closer. Eh, you can look it up if you care. Basically it's something that's making my life rather unpleasant. Think about it as a thundercloud looming on the horizon of a happy sunset- where there's flowers and rainbows and unicorns.

Kinda like this. Yes, the thundercloud is self-imposed. See my sophistication?

But yeah I'm currently miserable. Not because my holiday is over (I don't mind school anymore) but because I have this UMAT thing and my Dad can be a real pain in the ass sometimes. He suggested that I get a scholarship- yeah, make it sound casual. IT CAN'T BE THAT HARD, RIGHT? Oh goddamit. WHY.

I think I'm a pretty typical Asian- my parents are overly demanding, I'm smarter than most and I'm trying to get into med school. Will probably end up as a miserable sot in med school or a miserable sot doing actuarial studies. Or a miserable lawyer, at worst. Yeah, the only thing in common in my chosen professions is the promise of misery. Typical first world problem for any Asian with a high-ish university entrance score. I could be happy- well, I should be happy, because I can technically get into any course I want. It's just that I feel like I'm going to end up with an arts degree and no job (yeah yeah, sorry to you losers out there who take arts degrees, but you know it's true).

Hmm, Dad wants me to be a doctor. I don't really care--- and I get accused of not having any ambition. It sounds so bad when he puts it that way- I'd say that I have realistic expectations of myself- but apparently I don't push myself hard enough. Dilemma dilemma. Guess he still have to come to terms with what I'm made of (rainbows and magic- that's what I'm made of).

Some people just need to accept what they can't change in life- and why would you ever want to change rainbows and magic?


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