Not much is happening. This weekend was good. At Chruch on Sunday, there was a really good sermon about God’s anger toward sin. On Saturday night, my mom and I went to the other church that she used to go to caled Northside to see their new auditorium which was huge. Northside is gigantic… it’s the biggest church that I’ve been to. The sound system was great and the guy that preaches there is really nice to listen to. He talked a bit about The DaVinci Code. He’s a great teacher, too. He reminds me of my dad when I watch him preach. I spent all of Saturday with my mom which was really nice and Sunday was church… then, nap day in the Wood Household (my mom’s last name is Wood if you did not know). I’ve been playing a lot of guitar. I’ve watched a lot of good movies falling asleep each night and I’ve gotten a lot of this book Dry read. I’m about one third finished with it. I’ll probably finish it by Friday at the latest.

I haven’t written in a few days and apologize. I guess I just didn’t know what to talk about. I promise you guys a new good blog some time soon. Probably if my mom brings me to Wal-Mart. Then, I’ll have something to really rant about.

I’m going to start making the occasional post of quotations from me. Some will probably make me look stupid, but if I make enough and think hard, I’m bound to come up with the occasional good one, right? I figure it’s good to think hard to try to recognize about how I feel about life and stuff. I don’t feel wise because I’m making these or anything, but there’s nothing wrong with it, is there?

1) Write things like this, so that you can see¬†how much¬†wisdom you’ve gained¬†later.
2) Make use of your spine and let others make use of theirs.
3) In dark times, a friend may be¬†your light, but when you’re alone, you should find a flashlight.
4) It’s only awkward if you make it awkward.
5) Hurry up and run to the new land before someone else does.

If you really like any of them, tell me, so that I feel encouraged.

Although this last week has been the worst in quite a while, I am getting better at keeping my mood positive. Don’t take that offensively if you’re one of my friends, because, if you do, you’re probably¬†a bad person if you want me to be sad. I miss you guys more than you’ll ever know, but I don’t want this summer to be absolute zero for me. I’m not going to stop caring.

I’m reading a new book called Dry¬†and it’s a memoir about this guy and his fight against alcoholism. It’s pretty sad, so far, but I was built to read sad books. I don’t know why: it’s just what I’m made for. I love reading sad books. They don’t make me get depressed or anything although I can relate a lot of this to the worst time of my life. I don’t know why… I just love hearing other people’s stories, I guess.

As of tomorrow, I will have my guitar with me, which will give me a lot more to do. I’ll probably be the next Steve Vai next time you guys see me. I miss my music library and all of you, so much. The reading has been great, though. I’ve been talking to Shelby everyday for a bit and that’s been nice. I know her a lot better now. We’re getting married and we have all these plans. She’s a silly girl, but I’m a silly boy so, it’s all good. I’ve talked to Lauren a little bit but not as much as I would like. She’s at a Requiescat show right now. I sure hope she’s having fun. I’ve talked to Mike, but he’s being gay. (lollers) And then… I’ve talked to whoever’s been e-mailing me (Arden, Trey, Chelsea, Leah, Andrea… a couple others), which has been great. Keep them coming you guys… that’s exactly what I need.

I plan on finishing Dry sometime in the next 4 or 5 days and then, I’m going to read¬†The Perfect Storm. That should be good. When I get home, I’m going to read Jim Morrison’s Autobigraphy and then maybe an Isaac Asimov book. I have a few other ideas. Maybe, the Hobbit. I guess we’ll see. Keep in touch you guys.

I don’t know what’s going on right now. Maybe, I do have touch but it’s a big change. Then again, I have no idea what big change is compared to some things people are going through. I don’t really know what to write about. I’m almost done with the reading secrets book. I’ll probably finish that today. Last night, after I read that for a¬†couple hours¬†I read about 5 pages in the other one I’m reading, but I wasn’t in the mood. I’d rather be reading another classic, along with that one. My mom is going to take me to the book store to¬†get another classic¬†this weekend.

Staying happy. I don’t know what I am right now… I guess I’m just confused. My mood gets down a few times a day. Then, I’ll be really happy at some points, and then at others, I just don’t know what I am. I don’t know much about how low things can get, though. I better start being more careful about how sad I really think I am, because it makes me look retarted.

More of it, I think, is just that I hate doing this to other people, but it is my fault and it’s my punishment for doing it to them- having to see them be affected negatively by me. I can handle groundings because I’m okay with being punished… not that I enjoy it. I can take a punishment in return for my actions, but I have a hard time dealing with the¬†other people being affected by it: mainly my dad and then¬†my best friends and whoever else’s lives I could be helping right now.

I really do think I’m doing a good job so far on the reading, but I don’t know what to do with all the extra time. I started a drawing the other day, but I don’t really like art: things like painting, sculpting, drawing, etc. I’ll read for three hours and then my eyes hurt, so I go check my e-mail (I haven’t gotten any e-mails for a few days). Then, I’ll eat something. Maybe, go outside and walk around for a bit. Then, I come back inside and watch a little bit of T.V., maybe, play a game of chess with my sister, and then I get a call every once in while. A few people have been calling in¬†to check in on me. Mike, Shelby, Lauren, and then of course my dad have all called a few times. Every once in a while, someone else will call just to say they found out the news and say how they’re sorry and all. You don’t have to be sorry for me, if you want to know the truth. I did this all by myself. It may sound very straight foward and negative, but if you saw my face, you’d probably see a very straight face. Niether sad nor happy. Tolerance and execution.

One thing that does help me escape is making music, but the sources are limited at my mom’s house. There’s a little play keyboard, which will keep me entertained for a little bit. Guitar carries me along for a couple hours at least.¬†The only instrument I love to play when there are no others are around are pianos. Real pianos or some kind of keyboard with weighted keys and a nice grand piano voice. Of course, anything like that can range from $1,000 to $20,000, but I can play piano forever. When I get home, the music productivity will be up. I don’t know how much all of you will like it, but I don’t really care.

Once again, if you see this please leave comments or e-mail me or something. It really helps.

Post Script: I just checked my e-mail and got a whole bunch from you guys. Thanks a lot! I hadn’t gotten any in a few days. But it’s all good now!