After I finished reading about the traditions of native Americans, I wrote all the key information on a piece of paper for quick revision.

It was quite bothersome how far my family has been pushing me into being a perfect student, I get that it's important to not let me slip into slacking but it would've been so much better if they paid attention to the deep set problems

What's the point of making me study what I had no motivation for? What's the point of learning any of this when it won't help me out in the real world?

Don't they know that a person is more likely to pour effort into improving themselves by having interest for what they do?

To top it off they want me to become a neurosurgeon like dad, seriously? That's one of the most difficult jobs out there, talk about family pressure

"Nora it's dinner time"

Sighing I slid down the ladder of my bunk bed to the cold marble floor below

Then I followed the familiar scent of baking a chocolate cake all the way down stairs to the ground floor

If my memory is correct something good must've happened to her because those were the only times she would care enough to bake for us

As I slowly pushed the kitchen door open, the figure of my mother's back facing me revealed

"Put on something decent we are having guests over" she muttered without looking at me

Irritated I turned around to head back upstairs, "are the visitors going to be all adults?"

"No, they are bringing your cousin Zhang Wei along"

I got a mixed feeling about him on one hand he seems friend material but on the other he is really socially isolated plus has an unpredictable personality

I hate it when people act differently

personality prediction really helps me to avoid people who may cause harm or just waste time

I hope that this time I can figure out how to befriend him