Life's a highway.
Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best.
Even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives,
and even when it does, it's lost so easily.
Okay so everyone in the house has gone to fly kites outside schl,
was watching glee and I'm too lazy to get changed either so I'm home.
Dad brought my stuff to school for me first so I've to take train to schl myself later.
Yeah so I left my wallet in my crumpler.
And unfortunately I keep my money and ez link in there too.
Yay me smart ass.
I loved you now and I'd loved you then.