First Day of School!

Dear Molly,
Sorry I didn't write yesterday. I was too darn exhausted. Getting no sleep the night before does that to you.
Anyway.....
APUSH: Looking forward to actually being taught this subject in a decent manner. Cough Cough, Mr. Holliday.
Gillogly: Seems like an ADD version of Mr. Tate, which sounds good to me.
English and Lawrence: So far, so good. She seems like a genuinely likeable person.
Orchestra: Scared out of my wits to start on cello.
Osman: Seemed like he really wanted to buckle down, more so than last year.
Biology : Yaaaaayyyy! My favorite subject!!!!
Rita: Rambled the entire period.
Swim: Felt like a meat market with all of those sweating bodies. Looking forward to being light years ahead of most newbies!

Song of the day: Good Life by OneRepublic. Maybe the title should be Good Year!

Woke up in London yesterday
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really know how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone

New names and numbers that I don't know
Address to places like Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life

I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life

To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado

Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We are God of stories, but please tell me
What there is to complain about?

When you're happy like a fool, let it take you over
When everything is out you gotta take it in

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life

I say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh, a good, good life, yeah

Hopelessly
I feel like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick

Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cause hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life

I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh yeah, good, good life, good life, oh, this is

To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado

Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out
Sometimes there's bullsh*t that don't work now
We are God of stories but please tell me
What there is to complain about?

Love, Molly