Waste

So....

um yeah.

I have just found out that my Dad doesn't want us to go to college in PEI. That he has been completely opposed to it from the beginning. And this is the first I'm hearing of it.

He now is saying that it is too expensive to move us down there. Too expensive for us to stay in a hotel until we can move in, and rent a car for a couple days. Too expensive??? It isn't any more money than what they spend on their yearly winter vacations. Which they don't have to do.

He now thinks that the large amount of money that is being spent on my one year of school is a waste. He thinks that I won't be able to get a job with the course I'm taking. He doesn't think that we need to go all the way across the country. And I'm just being told now.

This makes me incredibly angry.
Angry at the fact that he's just saying it now.
Angry because he claims that he's said it before.
Angry that he doesn't understand the variety of jobs I could do after this, even though I've told him before.

He thinks that the career I've chosen will be too difficult, full of long days and little vacations. Yes I know this. I have worked in a kitchen.
He thinks that I should do something else, and use pastry as a hobby.
But what? I will never have a desk job, or be stuck in a cubicle. That's not me, I would be ready to die before my first coffee break. If this is my passion and what I have a talent for, why would I?

I know that what I am choosing will be tough, strenuous, and testosterone filled. I will not have regular hours, vacations or weekends off. I might burn out by the time I'm 40, but hopefully I'll have my own successful place by then. I know I won't make a lot of money, unless I become famous (but I will never sell my soul to FoodNetwork), but why do I need to be rich? As long as I'm not living from pay cheque to pay cheque, I'm still always passionate about food, and I have my friends and family, I know I'll be fine.