Ups, downs, and admission of fault

A weekend of the best of times and the worst of times. Description below...

Friday was a round trip from Golden Valley to Minneapolis to White Bear to North Oaks. Very fun, but my phone... was smashed by a friend.

Saturday weather started out as good as you could ask for, tornados came, and then it cleared up again. I got in a rollerblading session, did a good deed for a friend, began the evening at a friend's parents house, went to St. Paul, went to Minneapolis, then ended the night on a horrible note. The bad end of the night was, in my opinion, and I stress my opinion, 90% on me. I messed up. I found an area where self improvement is needed. I can admit my faults. But the main cause of it all was another person that would not admit any fault on their behalf, and this is always the case, again in my opinion. It made me mad. I'm still very disturbed at everything that happened. If I express my opinion to try to make another person see things my way, I don't think anything will change... so right now I'm thinking I have no choice but to accept this and try to minimize my bitterness.

Sunday I put in some work, then got the summer hockey session rolling. We won, and I broke my horrible goal-scoring drought. The happenings of today were good, but every free moment was spent thinking about the occurrences of Saturday and how much they will make a good portion of the near future, well, awkward and pretty fucking shitty.