Uhyea

The morning was gloomy and wet and windy. I never minded a day like that though. That was because one of my favorite places in the world was my bedroom. In my room, I could entertain myself for weeks, maybe months with my guitar, Ipad, junk foods and if I had enough art supplies. So the weather didnt bother me.
It didnt bother my little brother, Didi, either. Unlike most of normal eleven-years-old, he will usually read his comics because he liked them. I once heard him say, 'Story books is my world, cartoon feeds my soul' which sounds gross. On this damp late-April, Sunday. I am not happy. Lets skip that one.
A bag of M&M's lay open on my bed, I dont feel like eating, Im losing my appetite and I was trying to concentrate on my exams which is just around the corner and my painting. I was working for art class, but what was really on my mind was my exams!
I needed to work out on my own revisions and notes and I wanted to do it on my own, without outside interference- In other words, without suggestions from my parents.
I was different from everyone else in my family and friends. I mean, I knew everyone was different. That was what grown ups always said, usually to make you feel better about something, but well everyone is different anyway. But I happened to think I was more different from the rest of my family and friends than they were from each other.
Mom and dad were all proper and serious. And then there was me. I do my own things and let them scratching their heads, and I sat in my room and painted, blogging or gave myself new hairstles, taking picture with it while they worked.