Weekends are always too short....

Weekend kinda passed without warning....everything went by fast even though it's not like we did tons of stuff....We treated Louie and his mom for lunch cuz last Wed was Louie's BD and I prefer seeing his mom more than his girl really. (Didn't get to talk to him much about anything cuz his mom was around). Billy thinks that I should ask how his relationship is really going and give some honest opinions....(but the thing is...nobody seems to listen to me regarding relationships anyway...) I just kinda get tired of how people enjoy being in messed up situations (or they just kinda ignore the messed up situation) after a while....

Jack accidentally sent me a message asking what I was eating for lunch...and we kinda started chatting again. I don't remember when was the last time we talked, but it sure felt a little bit weird when he was updating everything with his family members and friends to me. I guess now I just don't know why I should be listening to all those. I think I am way past the "getting calls from Jack everyday or even few times a day" era. Sometimes when things pass it's very hard to pick up again. Billy also thinks I should give honest opinions to whatever messed up situations there are in Jack's life or lives of whoever around him....but I don't think I should really....not getting involved there would probably be a better idea....

I had very strange dreams Sun morning before I woke up. Diff. people in life all appeared in one dream. I think the chat with Jack kinda did that. It's quite amazing how much one can forget or remember in a blimp of time.....Sunday service was quite emotionally stressful, in a good way.... It's hard to not get touched every time BeBe comes to lead worships, especially when the sermon is good. Pastor Jim was talking about the dark side of mother Teresa which Billy told me about on Fri night already. It's funny how everything kinda gets overlapped in the daily devotions we read, the news we see, the stuff we hear, etc... I guess God may be trying to rebuild my faith slowly or something. There are just too much to fix in life...all over the places...my dreams, my thinkings, my surroundings, my work, my songs, my friends...don't know...EVERYTHING....

Billy is once again sitting next to me playing the guitar and singing...Hades of course ran away from his tree house cuz guitar was played too close to him. This cat really prefers violin much more than guitar. I think Billy is more fit to be a musician than I am if he is given the same amount of talent in music....(or maybe just the training and environment since his musical talent does not seem to be all that shabby). Oh well......not being a musician is probably a better thing for a guy anyway....

It's almost 11 and weekend is almost over....I am already thinking how my weekend is only going to be one day for coming week due to recording session on Sat. How pathetic it is to think that much ahead of time...right...tell me planning ahead is not good...ha ha ha .... :p