Bored

God I'm bored out of my skin.
It's only the second week.

It's weird being back and being treated like I'm 12. I miss being able to go where I wanted, when I wanted. I hate how you need a car to get anywhere here. There's not even a decent cafe within walking distance.
I'm also tired of being woken up every morning by my parents talking loudly about one thing or another. Or my neighbors power washing their car.

Thank goodness I am going to New York next week. I don't think I can handle another two weeks of boredom occasionally alleviated by banging my head on different surfaces. We just got new kitchen tiles so I must attempt that one next.