AN ENTRY ABOUT: Tempus Fuckit
13:30 -- 22/04/2006
It's been a really uneventful week. I'm gonna have to have an uneventful weekend as well because I've gotta revise for my spanish speaking exam on Monday. Bollocks.

There's not much for me to say, that's why I've slowed down on the updating. Nothing interesting to write about. I could tell you about my feelings, but you've all heard it before. I could write about football last night, but it'd bore you witless. I could describe the pen in front of me, but that'd be pointless.

I've been sitting here for half an hour now, thinking about something to write. It feels like two minutes.

What's my biggest regret? Someone asked me this during the week, when we were playing 5 Questions. I think it was Ferda. Well, I know what it is now.

Farmboy
Thought for the day:
Do people always know what they're doing? Do they understand what they do, or why they do it? I know I don't always know.

Lyrics for the day:
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing by Jack Johnson

Now I was sitting waiting wishing
That you believed in superstitions
Then maybe you'd 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 sing ya songs I dance a dance
I gave ya friends all a chance
Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you
And maybe you been through this before
But its my first time
So please ignore
The next few lines cause they're directed at you

I cant always be waiting waiting on you
I cant always be playing playing your fool

I keep playing your part
But its not my scene
Wont this plot not twist?
I've had enough mystery.
Keep building me up, then shooting me down
Well im already down

Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting

Well if I was in your position
Id put down all my ammunition
I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long
But Lord knows that I'm not you
And If I was I wouldn't be so cruel
Cause 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?
No I can't always be waiting waiting on you
I can't always be playing playing your fool, fool


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