Bark, Bark, Bark

So, I was hanging out with my buddy ('Confidence vs. Jerk' blog entry) again, and he brought along his friend, 'T'. We hung out for about two hours, and I had to get away. After this, I decided that my 'Confidence vs. Jerk' entry paled in comparison to how much more annoyed I was at 'T's personality. Low and behold, I met, 'I have something bad to say about everything'-man. Aya! Basically, the conversation went like this.....

"That composer sucks.....blah, blah, blah.......poseur.... blah, blah... I hate the way he uses... blah, blah, blah..."

I then asked, "Well then, who DO you like?"

"I like so-and-so, BUT.... blah, blah, blah.....and I like so-and-so, but.... blah, blah, blah..."

Was this guy for real? Listening to criticism after cricism, I wanted to scream. Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up!!! As time went on, I started feeling ill as I was sprayed with verbal vomit. I politely listened and laughed at his comments though, but then I could not help myself and said, "It's so easy to be critical, isn't it?" I wondered if 'T' was trying to impress me with his knowledge and criticisms towards everything. If so, I could not see the point seeing as though I am a new, learning, composer. Maybe he wanted to be a mentor of some sort..... bwa-hahahahahaha!

Now I feel like I am complaining as much as he did. Well then, let me just end with this:

I felt like I was listening to a barking dog. After two hours, no one wants to listen to a barking dog that eats shit.