Nail Biter!

Yes... I am a nail biter.

Anyway, it's been one hell of a week.  I haven't spent any real, good time with Jon, and it's going to kill me.  Not that we don't want to see eachother... We're just so busy with getting our things together for our majors... Hard stuffs, me tells ya.  I'm scheduling classes, getting clearances, things like that.  He's taking entrance tests, gaining hours, not sleeping or eating, you know... Things like that.  It's beginning to bother me, he looks so tired.  I saw him at his place of work Friday (my friend and I ate there, he came out and sat with us).  He was so tired, he could have fallen asleep on my shoulder.  He was irritable because of his lack of sleep, and it made me feel horrible.  I just wish I could hold him and let him sleep where I knew he was getting enough rest.

I wish I could stop the rest of the world just so that he could a.) get some good, honest sleep, b.) eat something c.) spend some time with his family d.) spend time with me.  I usually put his health and well-being before my own... He doesn't like it, but too bad.  Don't care.  He's my everything...

(Aside from the cat and the sister)

My sister (nikki) was sick this week.  Poor little girl... I made sure to take care of her the best I could... She's my peach, and I love her to death.

The cat, on the other hand... Baybea has this uncontrollable need to sleep on my face... Hard to breath with large quanities of CAT over your nasal passage.  She's giving me the eye, now... Bet she read that.

I really need to get to bed... It's 2 in the morning!