High-Pitched Music?

My brain knows it's summer vacation, but the rest of me doesn't want to believe it. No more teenage drama, no more lockers, no more teachers, no more... anything. Life is so much more boring after experiencing Jr. High.
It's only been two days, but so far I'm not liking summer. I miss certain people so much knowing that I won't see them until eighth grade. And you don't have things to do.
"Mom, I'm booooooooored!!!"
"You could weed the garden or mow the lawn."
"Oh wait, just kidding, I wasn't bored in the first place."
Maybe I should say you don't have fun things to do. Especially if you are like me and never go on vacation during the summer. I know, lamesauce.

I keep trying to imagine myself as an adult who works all year long. Right now I'm not appreciating summer, but I bet when I'm an oldie who never gets a break I'll want it back. Just like elementary school. I hated it, but now I want it back. Humans are so stupid, we just always want what we can't have. Maybe we should learn to appreciate what we have in the moment, it makes everything a lot happier for us and the people we interact with.

Though, what started this subject of rant were the noises heard down the street... The high-pitched music and all of the neighborhood kids freaking out. The icecream man.
Uh huh, it's definately summer. The only question is what to do with it...