So as far back as I can remember, I've been a little, um, what have the majority of people called it? Oh yeah, WEIRD.
I never thought I was all that weird. My mom never verified that I was weird. My dad picked on me a lot, but it was because he had a screwball sense of humor, not because I was weird (I'm assuming on that last one, but I still feel pretty confident about it)....
So anyway, my normal may very well be weird to the rest of the world looking in, but in my world it's simply just a jumble of Random Rules of Engagement.