Culture. As in, Cell Cultures.

Okay, so the neuronal cells finished growing and I have basically spent my entire Saturday working in the lab...
During lunch, my mentor and I discussed college (of course, because what else is there to talk about when your life is miserable enough to be excited over cell cultures, anyway? Hehe)... and I guess one thing that isn't completely obvious is that Asians themselves aren't that much smarter than the general population-- it's only when you get the Asian Americans as your sample population that the statistics start to twist. That's right-- if you're Asian, and you get an 800 in Math on the SAT I, it's still only 97th percentile.
In English, we've been reading Death of a Salesman. Long story short, the lucrative American Dream is this: Work hard, hone all the talent and skillz you can, feel inwardly smug, appear superior in society. Well, with Asian Americans, I guess... in order to even get here in the first place, they had to be the top of the top back in China, with its 1.3 billion people and Cultural Revolution and grueling three-day entrance exams that people literally kill themselves over. Parents of these Asian American "geniuses" had to be smart, had to be hardworking. My mentor, my own parents, and the parents of many of my other friends was/were the only people in their entire villages to get accepted into a Chinese university. So when they end up here in America, with the genetics and the ethics and the "resources" (like wow, we actually have food here!), of course their kids are set to be those 2400, 800-800-800 applicant with no life. What happens when they fail...