The least interesting person on the table.

If you grow up in an Asian household, whenever we need to gather up for dinner it makes me feel like I am trying to stay still in a fast, old subway along with a bunch of people trying to do different stuffs in the same box. Auntie’s eldest son just finished a PhD, that uncle’s only daughter just joined a corporate ladder with 20% increase for her salary, my 5th cousin is getting married next month.