last night, i went to dinner with my dad. everytime when its just me and him, i expect a serious talk coming from him because theres nothing to talk about but serious stuff. i guess its like an update for him to see whats going on in my life. it always deals with my future plans, future goals, and things that sometimes i cant fathom. back then when he did this, i hated it. i try to avoid it by changing the topic. but i cant do this anymore because i am old now and i have to bite the bullet and face reality. there is no way of avoiding it. i can tell that he worries for my job because it is not always stable but i assure him that i would be fine. he tells me that mortgage rates are going up and housing is beginning to slow. yes i am aware of that, but that is not my worry right now. i will use this time off to study for my real estate license and that alone will open more doors. fuck, i hate studying.