Monday...

I'm never sure what to think about days in the summer... It's almost like they blend into one large mix until you're back in school again.

I mean, you have all this fun with your friends, but does it ever matter? In the end you just go back to school, or college, or work, and it doesn't change anything.

Or, you could view it like this: A person could sit all day and not do anything because it's inconsequential, or they could go out and do something, go relieve the incessant boredom of not having something to do 24-7, and go back to school when they have to, not because it's just the next destination.

One question... Which is the right view?