Family is family. Relatives... well they're just... there. Either I don't "click" with relatives collectively or just individually. Probably both. Once again the So-Cal visit was filled with boredom and plenty of akward silences. With the exception of when my great uncle randomly shouted and me, my bro and sis that we "better all be doctors soon. Okay, just be doctors, remember that -- DOCTORS!"

Being in the presense of hardcore stereotypically successful Asians make me just avoid them much more so. I don't like being pushed for success. Actually, its very annoying. If I'm getting good grades or choosing a certain profession, its cuz I want it. And I like the fact that my parents never looked at my grades, never showed up to parent-teacher conferences, never suggested any colleges (besides SJSU), hardly knew my academic performance, rarely give a damn of what relatives think or say, but they would still brag about me regardless of how little I achieve.

Once again, my parents reaffirm themselves as the awesome strange parents. Meanwhile, every strict, over-achieving, workaholic, conformist parent is (in my mom's words):

"Stupid, ugly, and mean with good intentions."