I wish I paid better attention to people when they spoke to me. I have a habit of tuning them out when I find them disinteresting. My mother found that annoying, character flaw and exploited it for her own agenda. Now, I am stuck at a party, talking to boring people about things I do not care about nor will I care about. I swear to all that is wonderful, I will freak out the next time someone asks about my schooling. I wish I could get out of here and read a book.
There is no way out. Great.
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