You're doing very fine. Helping out with your dad in his business and flying to London and China so frequently you're hardly ever in Singapore. Every time we talked, you're overseas and you're going to Reading to study in a couple of years time. You're doing fine. And I'm happy for you that you're doing good. But it brothered me that you're talking to me in this business-y way. Like you're trying to show me that I've made a wrong choice then. Testing me on technical info to make me feel stupid. Just plain stupid. And telling me in the face that I'm just "lack of knowledge". I'm not really offended by the way I'm seen being stupid but rather, the way you're talking to me right now.

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