Tried reading somewhere other than my room:
Went to the living room, cannot concentrate while my mom’s talking on the phone. NOPE.
Went to my sister’s room, cannot stand Justin Bieber’s faces staring down at me from numerous posters. NOPE.
Went to the kitchen, unfortunately the smell and the noise of all the cooking distracted me. NOPE.
Finally tried going outside, in front of our house where the lighting was so nice, damn neighbor was hammering who-knows-what and my ears were bloody wringing. Plus passersby kept looking at me. First time seeing someone read?! Ugh. NOPE.
Conclusion: My room is still the best reading spot in our house. Ugh. I wanted to read outside. Effin’ neighbors. :|