why must you repeat yourself? again and again and again?
i mean, i don’t really blame you for trying on the grand scale. us humans do some pretty fucked up shit. i’m talking more about personal realm.
why do you feel it necessary to make the same thing happen to me? repeatedly?
i pay attention. i really do. even if i might not seem to be. i’m very observant and remember things. surprisingly even the first time around. like my first official history class, you know, the one that wasn’t lumped into the whole day and was taught by someone other than our homeroom teacher. it was 5th grade, mr tibbets. he was eccentric, had a really long beard, kinda looked like a younger zz top. he was fantastic and his classroom had a crap ton of maps. see? i remember…bet you didn’t, dear history.
so, i’ll make a deal with you. i’ll be more actively attentive, let you know that i noticed the memo. if you’ll stop handing me the same shit over and over again. deal?
because, i got the fucking memo. and so far it sucks. so let’s learn a newer, happier lesson…shall we?