I'm a spoiled brat

I went home this weekend to explain more about my decision to drop my engineering major. I think it's fine, it's just the usual "how will you get to be a professor" type thing. In any case, I'm the youngest in the family and the only son in an Asian family, so I get the spoiled brat treatment.

As soon as I walked in, my mom told me to put all of my dirty clothes into the laundry so she could do them. She was preparing one of my favorite meals, clear noodle soup. And on top of that she told me to write down some snack foods to buy for the room because I was looking thin (I weigh about the same as I did at the start of the year).

I'm such a lazy, spoiled brat.