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Not sure how to say this...


I am not sure how to say this... 

it truly is awkward

I am sure you are intelligent

and I never would doubt that

but the thing is...

I am pretty smart too

not to be boastful

Theres no need to explain everything again and again.

going into great detail on why you can't make friends.

I don't need a twelve page answer 

I asked one small question

can't we just move on and proceed with the lesson

I try to pay attention to everything you say

but when your re-explaining

and it's such a glorious day

 my attention tends to.. drift 

to the space beyond these walls

because you are basically restating

the previous addition to our knowledge in your caveman drawl

and though  it may be helpful

I have one small thing to say

you have made this the longest class of the day

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