Everyone loves music, right? Music is a form of art many people use to express who they are and how they feel at any given time. It allows us to escape reality and whatever may be going on in life, even if just for a moment. Music speaks to people in different ways.

This campus is comprised of so many people: different races, ethnicities, backgrounds, ages, genders, religions, castes, nationalities, sexualities, languages, customs, traditions and so many other things. And because of these many differences between us, it is inevitable that we would have very different tastes in music.

There are so many different genres and everyone’s preference is not the same, but we learn to appreciate all types of music and everyone’s individual taste in music. After all, no two people are exactly alike. We are all unique in our own ways.

There is, however, one group of people I have a really, really hard time appreciating. I have not yet been able to understand this certain group of individuals or why they do what they do. This group of music lovers, although their music preferences may not be the same among them, do have one thing in common: They feel the need, responsibility and obligation to share their music with the world at the wrong times. For some reason, they just can’t help it.

While I am ecstatic their parents taught them the very important lesson that sharing is caring at a young age, I don’t, at the very least, care for them to share with me at 6:45 in the morning on any given day. Especially not on a Monday morning when I’m already not in the best of moods.

First, I don’t know anyone who ever wants to get up that early on a Monday morning. Second, I don’t know anyone who actually cares what type of music you are listening to. Third, why are you driving around campus at six in the morning with your music blaring?

While this can be extremely annoying early in the morning, it’s really not enjoyable at any point in the day. Whether I am just waking up, on my way to work, going from one class to another, grabbing lunch, doing homework, studying or trying to get at least four hours of sleep, I don’t want to know what song you are listening to as you pass by. It’s just not one of the things I care to put on my list of things to do today.

Despite the fact that you, kind sir or ma’am, may choose to play ear-piercing music at deafening levels to perhaps ruin your eardrums, I, along with my fellow peers on this campus, would love for our eardrums to stay just the way they are. We would love to be able to still hear 10 years down the road.

We appreciate your love for music and your need to share it at all times, but we would definitely appreciate you even more if you decided not to. Your music. Your eardrums. Your car. Your life. Do with it what you please. Just take into consideration those around you. Be respectful. Be polite. Enjoy your music at a reasonably level so that everyone else has the opportunity to do the same. With that being said, maybe sharing isn’t always caring.