Materializing CDs

When I went to put a CD in my player this morning, I found a disc I’d never seen before. This thing is my alarm clock, and it sits next to my bed in my room.

I have no idea who would have put this CD in here, or when or why. It’s a burned CD, so I don’t even know what it is. It just has a bunch of girly writing all over it, saying things that could theoretically be track titles since they don’t make any complete sentences.

How long has thing thing been there? I don’t think I’ve tried to play a CD in like five or six months. Weird.