User blog comment:TotalDramaRox97/Just give me a chance to explain/@comment-3251190-20110520210211

I had a hard preschool-2nd grade life. In preschool, I was quiet and the smartest person in my life, so the teachers thought I had a developmental disorder. In the early elementary school years, being smart wasn't a bad thing, but I was quiet and everyone thought I was a nerd, so I was made fun of. Then I moved, but everything's good now.

Our family used to be great, even though I threw huge tantrums when I was younger, but my brother's now the cause of all our problems. He constantly swears on purpose, which annoys everyone, he cries when he doesn't get to watch TV or go on his iTouch, and he can't take constructive criticism. My mom is kind of depressed because of him.