me : why don't you go thailand with me?
mum : there's tsunami, mudslide and whatsnots. i don't want
me : yea, and you'll rather let me go alone and die alone, won't you be unable to live without me and rather die with me?
mum : when you're there, i'll be at home praying to God that it won't happen
bro : if you die, my band will be playing for you funeral

it's really literally a love-hate relationship with my family i tell you.