5:14 Mid Thursday Afternoon (19 March 2009)   Extreme Frustration The world has me on edge. I want him to make friends. I'm tired of feeling guilty because he doesn't enjoy himself with mine. He needs to get a driver's license. We need to move out. I'm tired of the economy. I'm tired of corrupt banks and floundering car companies doing shit with my money instead of fixing their problems. I'm tired of this university and the masses of zombies that reside within it. More specifically, I am sick of people telling me that our athletics department somehow influences the overall quality of the education I pay for, and that i should pay more for a department that can't pay for itself ... how does that benefit my education? Spending more money on athletics than what I could buy two textbooks for seems like a waste more than a benefit. I'm tired of Americans, and I'm especially tired of myself. I want to go home. I want us both to go home. New Zealand has its own issues that i can rant and rave about but at least it's beautiful. I miss last summer. If only everything could work out, if only I could have the best of all worlds. If only we all could have the best of all worlds.