No You Didn't!

I do not like it if someone tells me one thing at, say, three in the afternoon and then tells it to another person at eight that night and it is not exactly how they told me it earlier. If my mom told me that so-and-so laughed, and she tells my dad that that same person giggled, I say things like, "Now, she/he didn't," or "You didn't say that," and the list can go on and on. It annoys my parents, especially my mother, when I "have to" nitpick on what they had told me. I have been telling them that they did not say that for about two or three years. I think that there was a day when I did that, and either my mom or dad told me to knock it off and I told them that I was sorry. It is kind of hard to knock it off when I am "perfect."

In my Science class in seventh grade, my teacher was talking about something science-wise. He began talking about that and then he moved from subject to subject. After fifteen minutes or so, he stopped and asked what it was we (my class) were talking about. I sat there, in my seat, and thought about the way the Science topic went to the last topic that was discussed. I discovered that we had ended up going through about five topics just for this one.

At home, there was a time or two when my dad and I were talking. We were talking about our troops, and then we talked about God and what the Bible says in it. While we were talking and after we were done, I thought about what we had originally began talking with. Sometimes my dad will ask what we were talking about, and so I tell him what we were talking about.

I know that there are people out there in the world that have their books in order, whether it is by the series they have read or by the author’s last name. I know, libraries. But, not necessarily every library is going to have their things in exact order.

I mean, take my library for example. When I go to find a movie or a book and I have the code on it, I go, I search, and I can’t find. Why? Because my library does not keep things in order. They are probably like, “Okay, this goes on this shelf, so I’m just going to put it here and let them search for it.” There have been a couple of times where I told my mom that I could go in there, take everything off of their shelves, and put everything back in order as how they are marked.

The books and movies I have, I have them in order as to how they should be read or watched (the Harry Potter series). I even have my school books sorted as to the order my classes fall in. My Religion book is the first on the shelf. My Humanities books are next. And then so are my Writing for the Public Good and then Digital Design. This past weekend, I had my Poetry Workshop class. I had to get a book for it, so, the last thing on my shelf was the book for poetry.