November 30, 2008

I guess I'm just realizing how very weird people are. Everyone is. I'm also weird, I'm writing down all my thoughts on a blog, people could call that weird. You could call that weird.

I read a pretty good book on Friday and Saturday, I'm pretty proud I read it in pretty much one day. It was the perks of being a wallflower. Think what you will think, but I thought it was a good book. At a lot of points I could really relate with the (I guess you could say) protagonist, main character, whatever. Really good stuff. You should read it. Ask me if you would like to borrow my copy.

Christmas is coming near and to tell the truth I don't feel it. School is back in tomorrow, I haven't had the patience for Algebra and Chemistry lately. I don't have many things that I want for Christmas, I looked through amazon and found two books I want and that's it so far.

I want to do more exciting things, I could use some help with that. I don't know the ropes of excitement.

-Thoughtful

Problem

I wish I was naturally more interesting. I wish I knew what to do.

11-26-08

Just got back home from a cold bike ride. The cold was not too bothersome, I got over it. Thanksgiving is tomorrow. I'm going to my moms. I plan on getting some down time out at my moms the rest of the week. I've been staying at my dads, and he is out of town. So I've had the house to myself. Which is really awesome.

Today was pretty weird. I saw a guy running that looked almost naked, Mexican kids on a roof playing, Nick got hit by a car when we were on our bikes, and other weird things. Pretty cool though. I'm pretty tired, need new winter attire too. Nothing fits me right. I looked through my dads High School year book, Oak Ridge class of '79. Really interesting to me. People called him Hughey, Huey, Hue, Hugh, and some Houston. We have the same name in case you were wondering. Why don't people call me Hughey? I always get 'Houston we have a problem'. That's funny. I like it when people say that stuff to me, but most people think I would be annoyed of it.

Whatsup?

I haven't been on this lately. Although no one really reads it, so I guess it doesn't matter. I really enjoy writing in this thing. It's kind of like a diary. A public diary. So I don't post too personal of thoughts. But hey, its nice. I never separate my writing, it just kind of is all cluttered together, I like it. I am doing bad in Algebra II and Chemistry. They suck, but I am trying to pick up my pace in them. So wish me luck on that. I can't wait to get out of high school. I wish I knew where I really wanted to go to college. I don't want to stay in Orlando. Orlando is pretty nice, but I want to get away and live my life away from family. You know, become a man and all that. I got a harmonica and holder for it so now I can play harmonica with whatever instrument at the same time. And I am really fond of it. It makes things a bit more interesting. I have been interested in a lot more, folk-ish, I guess, music lately. So I've been trying to make stuff like that. It's pretty fun, I'm not taking it too seriously, I'm trying to write music like the song I Shall Be Free, I heard it through Bob Dylan, but I know he didn't write it, regardless, I really like his version. It's a pretty great song I think. Think what you will. Well I guess thats all I will write for today. Goodbye.