Yesterday, my dad told my sister and me how he felt sad that he couldn\’t go on a short day trip during our spring break. And how he regretted it since it was something that we did every year.

To me, it seemed like he was missing the point. He has pressured my sister and me so much. Nagging! Things like: Me on having \”proper table manners\”. Me considering Berkeley as my future graduate school (fyi: I was rejected, but my parents wanted me to ask to be put on the wait-list). Just everything. So when he started nagging me at a restaurant today, I bluntly asked what he would as a manager. He said he wouldnt\’ say anything. I pressed on the issue and he finally relented. He said he would give an indirect answer, instead of nag. I doubt that the lesson is learned. I prefer a spring break that is free nagging than a spring break full of nagging and a family road trip.