August 28, 2006 Well after all that's happened this past weekend (read my last two blogs to find out) and after what happened last night, Garrett left this morning to go to San Diego. Since I didn't get to talk to him last night after he had a talk with his dad I called my SSgt this morning before he picked Garrett up and asked him to have G call me. So I talked to G... and let me tell you, I felt so much better. It felt so great to hear his voice and to find out he wasn't mad at me or going to end our relationship. I can't believe I spent so much time crying last night and this morning... all cause his dad called me a bitch. What his dad says about me doesn't matter cause his dad doesn't respect or like me anymore. I've written his dad a letter applogizing for being disrespectful to him and what not but I'm not sure it's going to help. If I can remember G's address I'll send it to his dad or maybe I'll just drop by one day when they are all gone and leave it for him. I have to hope that the letter I wrote proves/shows his dad that I'm truely sorry. So, now I have 13 weeks without G, except for a letter here and there. I'm gonna miss him so much... hell I miss him all ready. I can only hope that these 13 weeks fly by and he's back before I realize it and it's Dec. I know only one way my time will fly by and that's if I get my job at FIA and spend most of my hours working and then sleeping, and the writing to him when he writes. When I get some money, I'm gonna buy him a gift for when he comes back, but I'm not sure yet what it's gonna be but I think I have an idea and if you know G then you prolly know what I'm talking about. Well, I'm outta here for now... later mater August 31, 2006 Well I cried again Tues and Wed... all cause come to find out Garrett's all ready written a letter to Aubrey. I got all upset and I had a test on Wed for a job at FIA... I was really distracted during it and I hope I did okay. When I got home, I checked the mail and their wasn't a letter for me, so I started crying again. Then I finally convinced myself around 6ish that it didn't matter if he wrote her a letter cause it was prolly to sort things out with her. (She offered to send me a copy of the letter, then decided against it cause she said it was up to Garrett if I knew what the letter said. That was fine with me cause it would prolly piss me off reading it.) Then when I got up this morning I remembered the dream that I had had... (I've had a dream every night since he left, but I could never remember them.) The dream was I was at his house with him and his dad (after Boot Camp) and his dad was actually being nice to me. He actually trusted me again and was treating me almost like a daughter. It was actually kinda cool. Then I went outside to see my cat, Marbles, and I started crying when I asked him if he missed his Papa G. I realized then that I was crying because I missed him and not because I was upset about things. Now I'm off to school to see Victoria, David, and my favorite teacher, Miss. Blackburn. So I'm out... later