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I wrote a song in my sleep and forgot it in the morning. I had awesome Thai food tonight with Carson and Jacob. My essay was critiqued and now I can work on it. Some people wrote no comments and other people wrote paragraphs of comments. Weird that I even care, as I'm one of those people that writes nothing on other people's stuff. I want to be a better writer and I want to be more focused. I suppose it's a blessing in disguise that I am able to write, write, write and make it better afterwards, rather than trying to shape something from the start. I'm listening to New Found Glory. Reading Catcher in the Rye again.