So they say the first day in a new place is supposed to be full of excitement and wonder. Well I think that's bull shit. I one don't want to be in a new place and two don't like to have to explore to find my way around. I mean come on.

I woke up this morning and my parents bought me a car so I would be "happy" nice try. How about they take me home. You know back to New York?

The car is nice but it's to much, and not what I wanted. But whatever. I so don't even care anymore.

I traveled around the town a little looking around, learning my way around. I went to Walmart and got a ton of candy and hot Cheetos then some Gatorade.

I went home and got the worst news of my day.

I'm starting school tomorrow. What the fuck??? Could this get any worse?