It was 11:00 in the evening and I was watching a certain movie in the sala. our parents were dead asleep so it was fine. Besides, when I am n the mood of watching tv, they just can't stop me or my persuasiveness.
The movie ended at 12:30 am. I feel like I'm about to cry. i still don't want to sleep but I'm already yawning hard.
As this happened I quickly grab the laptop from my sister who was currently reading a certain thing. I just feel like watching another movie in the laptop.
In the end, we fought like kids. I know it's embarrassing for a 19 years old girl to be fighting with her 18 years old younger sister for a laptop. My mother even scolded us and it made me feel more embarrassed. But, who cares. My mother, as far as I can remember had always been like this. My ears are getting used to it.
By the way, my name is Arian. i'm not someone who is special and important. I'm just the typical girl like everyone else.
When I say typical, I go with the flow with everyone. I'm noy really into fashion and new trends. It's not really my type.
Some people says I'm pretty, some people says 'no comment' while my sister yas I'm ugly. I have a straight brownish hair that goes beyond my shoulders with slight bangs. My skin is pale white. I'm not that tall, I'm not that short and I don't stand out when I'm in a crowd.
I live in a very simple life studying in a simple university in the province. It's not really the very known university in the country. If it was leveled from 1 to ten, I guess we're at six.
But then, though our school is not that well known in academics, we are really famous in music industry. Haha, I know I'm boasting but at least our school have something that it can be proud of.
In a class, forty students is the capability of every teacher. Let's face it. All my forty classmates here are my classmates ever since the first year. Boring, I know. Same faces, same looks, same personality and to add to this boring class, there was no one that I can talk to.
Let's be straight.
The truth is, I'm weird. Yeah, I said it myself, I'm weird. For my teachers, I'm weird. For my classmates, I'm weird. For my parents, I'm weird. All the people who knows me says I'm weird. They seldom understands me.
Well, I know that. The truth will set you free but come on, I never heard that the truth hurts this much! Saying that I'm different actually pains me.
I tried to stop myself in this what they call, weirdness but I just can't. it way too hard.
You might be wondering what my problem would be. Some of you might have a hint so let's gets straight.
I'm an anime lover
and to them,
It's not normal.