In cups of coffee

The good news: I'ma be spending junior year in good ol' Arneow, with all you guys. Nearly peed my pants when I got my grade. Hello, itty-bitty letters that hold my fragile future in your hands. Hello, very very surprising B in Economics and howdy-doo, yummy yummy B+ in French.

After Bel, I went to the OAA to pass my scholarship form, the woman asked me how much the yearly tuition is in our grossly expensive school.

"You should know how much we're giving you," she said, through gritted teeth and curling lips, "or else we take it all away."

"Uh..." Can I phone a friend?

Shiyeht, sana "approx. 110,000" yun, please.