Unfulfiling I suppose? I don't know. I didn't really solve any of my problems. Things just kind of compounded and it just became fustrating. I felt like I had one million words to say, yet I couldn't say them. "The tactics were never hatched, the plans were never mapped, and we all learned not to believe." It put me in a sort of disagreeable mood. I suppose when things start fustrating me I start venting on what I percieve to be wrong about our culture. Maybe hopefully one day I'll inspire someone to fight for something they believe in, instead of just sitting and waiting and hoping. Maybemyself one day. Imagine the view.
Today was rescued by my new cell phone, which sort of brings me back into contact with people. I ended up getting some food, engauging in a debate about the positive aspects of easter/passover, playing mario kart, and finding out who cared enough to listen to my aural crapping. So, I guess I sort of found out who has my back, and who just wants my serrogate attention but hit the abandon button when someone (alledgedly) more important comes along. tomorrow is saturday, and things seem to be ok. sunday is a nice day with my family. monday is going to be put aside for some work and travel to school. tuesday probably the same.
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