To think that looking to my right after waking up in the morning can ruin my day before it even starts.
A few weeks ago at like 3 in the morning, I heard a cat crying outside my dorm. It was raining. I assumed it was cold and hungry. I actually had a carton of milk in my fridge and so I poured it into a bowl and placed under an awning nearby. I felt bad because we are not allowed pets in the dorm. I wanted to keep it, but I couldn’t. I just love cats.
Perhaps I am just not worthy enough. I do not fit that title. As much as I’d like to think that I can fit that title, if life doesn’t want me to have that title, then so be it. Yeah, it sucks. It really does. I’m not gonna lie, I kinda hate it. But, I guess that’s just how it’s gonna be, and I have to accept it.
I’m pretty sure it’s just me, but I hate it when people post “funny” stuff on Facebook. “Funny” stuff they’ve found from other websites to show others on Facebook. I think that just makes things less funny or not funny at all. Why can’t people post their own “funny” things. Why can’t people be creative? I don’t even know if I’m making sense at this point (I’m probably not…). I just don’t see why they have to be posted on Facebook. I don’t think it makes the person who posted it funny, or even the post for that matter. Don’t get me wrong, I do like some things people post, but too many people do it excessively; to the point where they make Facebook one of “those” sites. That really bothers me. I don’t know…don’t listen to me. This sounded much better in my head than it does here.
I have been working on a new song for about 6 hours. It’s about 47 seconds long…but I must say, it sounds great. Others seemed to like it so far well. Yes, I’m actually willing to share my compositions now; but only my new ones.

