Good evening. No, Dana did not come on the weekend. I was too tired to blog. But there is a lot to blog about now. Well, he couldn't come because he had a party to go to Saturday, even though he didn't really want to go to it. I tried to convince him to come, saying he'll have to leave by 9:30 in the morning anyway. But that didn't work. The more I thought about it that night, the more I realized that him coming next week would be better. The fact that he could stay longer the next day, he wouldn't feel sick, stuff like that. But when I didn't hear from him all weekend, I got slightly annoyed. He called last night, and so another series of events have unfolded. As things look currently, he will not be coming Friday. The original plan was that he was going to his Mom's on the 21st. His dad decided later that he was going to go the 28th. However, his Mom wants him the 21st, and if his dad doesn't bring him, she will come down to get him this weekend. But it only gets worse. He informed me that his mom threatened his dad to take Dana back home. Yea. As in completely. Last night it never occurred to me whether I should panic or not. I was too tired, and I fell asleep shortly after our conversation. Today, I texted Jenna while at lunch. She said he seemed like he was in a happy mood. And later he said he missed me and loved me. I decided then I would ask him to try and come sometime this week. I want to see him before he leaves. In fact, I need to see him before he leaves. Thoughts raced through my head all day. I remember him telling me about the Mr. Mystery back in Fergus Falls. That is my concern at the moment. If he goes back, for any length of time, he is bound to run into him. Especially since they never officially broke up. Next, is if he doesn't come back. But I put that thought aside most of the day. Until about an hour ago. I was texting Chels, and I decided that I should start pre-panic procedures. This includes asking Dana if I should panic, for any reason. I feel I have enough reason, and Chels agrees. But I won't panic. Not yet. Not unless Dana says there is or isn't reason. Confusing to you I bet, but it all makes sense in my head, I promise. Most of the day today I spent thinking about Dana. Things we've talked about. Things we haven't talked about. Things I want to talk about. Mr. Mystery being one of them. What happens if he moves back soon? Even though I don't want to talk about them, I have to. But above all else, I need to see him this week. There is no question about that. Just…getting the opportunity to see him is the problem. I have no way to go to the school to see him. I really don't want him walking in this cold. This is probably why he got sick recently. I don't want that happening again. Either way however, I am going to be thinking about him the entire break. I don't know if I'll get to talk to him either. That will be hard if he can't. Speaking of Christmas, I don't even know where our family is having it. It's either here, Heather's or Stephane's. Mom doesn't want to have it here because there are no decorations up. Dad doesn't want to go to Heather's because he claims there is no furniture, no place to sit. Even though there is. He also doesn't want to go to Stephane's because it's two and a half hours away. Either way, people will have to travel. If we have it here, both Heather and Stephane will have to travel. If we have it at Stephane's however; Heather, Cody (Her boyfriend), Shannon (Her friend), dad, Mom, Aunt Vicki, and I will have to travel. If we have it at Heather's; Stephane, Dustin (her fiancé), Josh, and JJ will have to travel. All such a confusing mess… But I'm sure there will be a way around it all. I suppose I can close today by saying, you have no idea how much I miss Dana right now. I absolutely need to see him. I can never go 5 minutes without thinking about him. It is as if, everything I do reminds me of him. Not that it bothers me. One would probably tell me to just trust Dana about Mr. Mystery. But I would tell them, it's just hard to trust him that much right now. Considering he put me through 6 and a half weeks of hell. I can't trust him that much yet, especially since we haven't talked enough. Instead of putting in a separate blog entry for the song of the day, I'll add it at the end of my normal blog. It's up to you to look at the lyrics. So, goodnight. I'll talk to you all again soon.
