Ah so.

It's funny how my dad tells me about all our economical woes, and then after making me feel like shit he tells me to not worry. Well dad, cool. I mean, seriously, what kind of a thing is that? I get telling me about the different stuff that's going badly but you don't want me to worry about it? Fuck it, I try and not worry anyways. Shit, the man told me to, right? Still though, it does eat me up a little bit sometimes.
Kind of worried about the group presentation thing tomorrow. We did meet up but for some reason, I feel as if I didn't really prepare that much. probably because you didn't smart ass. We are the first group to go though, so the professor should be lenient.
Also, I think I'm getting too worried about the whole songwriting thing. After all, it's not so fun when you try and force it. Makes it feel all fake and shit. I do have an idea for a new song, and by idea, I mean title. It's a good way to start though.
You know, cause a lot can come from just the title.