fourty five; Hmm..

Well. Not much has happened.

needless to say i over react whenever Joe goes through one of his "phases" though.
And i'm pretty sure everyone can and will agree.

So, he went "North." Couldn't tell ya where, but North; for work a few days ago.
I'm hoping he comes back today. Tomorrow is ok too, but today would be grand.
He texted me before he left, when i was asleep. This:
"And one more thing.. I know i'm gonna fail soon.. Something this good isn't possible for me.. So i'd just liek toa sk that when i do fail you can let me down easy? I know it's prolly too much to ask.. But.. I don't wanna be stuck in that position again.."
God dammit. i couldn't be awake and text him back.. He's probably been thinking about that the WHOLE time. And just 'cause he won't get my texts back for that.

That made my heart ache.
my heart never aches like that.
Never ever ever.

Dammnn..

So i babysat on.. Tuesday. Yea Tuesday.
IT WAS HORRIBLE!
i normally LOVE that kid. Not then. Oh man, not at all.
She screamed FOR THREE HOURS STRAIGHT!
And when you're just coming off medicine, ulta emotional, and a kid won't even breathe
'cause she's screaming so bad.. Well.. it ends with tears. A lot of tears.

And to top it off, the little brat got me sick.
WITH ANOTHER COLD
ANOTHER GOD DAMN COLD!
Meannn child..

So, first week back at school and i'll be sick, and hopefully Joe will be just getting back.
Which means more texting during class and attempting to not get caught.

So far i've been doing pretty good with that.

Pretty sure my nose is infected.
No, i know it is.
So i've been cleaning it.
With like, an anti bacterial, some.. bubbling thingy, and normal cleaner.
I *think* it's getting better-ish.
Only time will tell.

I've been really bored the last few days (yea 'cause i've had no one to talk to since i'm not really interested in talking to anyone but Joe. Oh god.)
So i made dinner, cupcakes, and now i plan on making rice crispies and maybe more cupcakes.
That would be good for school, right? Having snacks around, i mean.
I also did crazy things to my make-up.
Crazyy.
and my hair.. my poor hair.