| - Sitting , Waiting, Wishing I'm back from France, and I miss Julie like none other... thanks for a great fucking two weeks.... it was awesome...
I thought I'd leave you all lyrics to a good fucking song...
I was sitting, waiting, wishing
You believed in superstitions
THen maybe you would see the signs
But lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain't the lord no I'm just a fool
Learning loving somebody don't make them love you
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?
I sang your songs I danced your dance
I gave your friends all a chance
But putting up with them
Wasn't worth never having you
Maybe you've been through this before
But it's my first time so please ignore
The next few lines because they're directed at you
I can't always be waiting, waiting on you
I can't always be playing, playing your fool
I keep playing your part
But it's not my scence
Want this plot to twist
I've had enough mystery
You keep building it up
But then you're shooting me down
But I'm already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Well if I was in your position
I'd put down all my ammunition
I'd wonder why it had taken me so long
But lord knows that I'm not you
And if I was I wouldn't be so cruel
Because waiting on love
Ain't so easy to do
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?
-Sitting, Waiting, Wishing... by Jack Johnson
I'll post pics and shit of France later, but for now, I'm out, later guys! | 
