I'm in a pretty melancholy sort of mood tonight. Rachel left for Rhodes earlier this morning. She's on her way to Memphis, and if her current desires work out into reality, I'll never see her again. So that depresses me. I didn't realize just how much it depressed me until earlier tonight.

Kyle and I went out, because it's also his last few days of freedom before his sophmore year of college starts. And all of his other friends came back into New Orleans from whatever respective cities they came from to prepare for Wednesday, when their classes start up for the year. And I helped Kyle move into his dorm room a little bit after work. I just mainly wanted to see them, since 1) I've never seen a college dorm room (they're ridiculously tiny!), and 2) I've never specifically seen anything further than the parking lot of the college he's in.

It was really kindof silly, though. I always hear that college is "so totally different" from high school, but from what I saw tonight they looked a lot alike. But it was interesting to see, in the event I do ever find myself doing that whole "college" thing.

After that, we went back to his friend Joanna's house, where I met the rest of Kyle's friends. There were about eight other people there, beside Kyle and I. Eight other people that I'd never met before. Knew very little about.

But, as I found out, knew everything in the world about me.

It was pretty surprising. A bit flattering, cos apparently Kyle talks about me all the time. They all seemed nice, though, and were all ridiculously excited to meet me. Which was nice. But as the night progressed Kyle sortof shoved me off to spend time with them, and I felt a little pissed off about it. But I didn't say anything. I just sat and looked annoyed. And I drank, again. Two nights in a row where I've had alcohol…. It's starting to make me worry a bit. Normally I drink one night in several months. So I won't let this become a trend-thing.

I figure maybe I should tell him things like that annoy me, because maybe he didn't realize that. I know he was excited about seeing his friends who'd been gone all summer, and I know he didn't intentionally ignore me. But it felt that way. Pah. I get annoyed with him so easily. And I know it's not his fault. It's mine. It's because I love to fuck up a good thing.

That's my problem. That's what I need to work with. But right now I'm exhausted, so I'm going to work on heading to bed. Yeeah. I'm allegedly going to spend Tuesday night with him in his dorm. A christening, I suppose. It'll be the first time we sleep overnight together. Oo, dramatic. Goodnight.

Outside of Kyle's dorm.

Inside the dorm. Kyle's friend Ariel.

Kyle in Attack of the Flash!

Me. In a picture that's very reflective of my mood.

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