Here in the Wild Wild East. I mean, West.

So, here I am in Utah. For vacation. Yep. Here I am. Everything's great out here. Oh,and guess what? There are MOUNTAINS here. And TREES. And HOUSES. Let me tell ya, Utah is NOTHING like New York City. And everything would be perfect except for the fact that NO-ONE LOVES ME.
That's right, I said it. NO-ONE. Wanna know how I know? I have been in Utah for the past 4 days and nobody from New York has either texted, emailed, or called me. That's right, I'm on to you. All of you!
And guess what? Utah is probably the most boring place in existence. I figured that as long as I didn't threaten anyone with caffeine (haha) I would be all right. You want to know WHY it's the most boring place in existence? I'll tell ya why. Because the girls and boys of Salt Lake City only talk about one thing. Each other. Lemme tell ya, it gets pretty annoying. At times I was tempted to just scream,
"Go do some homework!"
Because, really, do you not have anything better to do? Jeez lu freakin eez people. Grow up!
Anyway, it's alright out here. But I can't wait to get back to the city that never sleeps. I can't wait to see drug dealers at every corner, to be yelled at by old people, and to hear sirens more than I hear "Go clean your room."
Man, I cannot wait.