That is part of high school, you're supposed to hate it. I guess unless you're one of those pretty blonde cheerleader types then maybe it is the best years of your life. You know before you get knocked up with a kid you didn't want and stuck with a husband that wasn't quite the great jock you remember in high school. American dream, yes?
I think another road trip should be in order. A crazy one that lasts way longer and were we get to do crazier things.