Good lord, Homecoming Friday is a bore. Nothing is open, everyone is just laying about being lazy, and there aren't even any events until Gator Growl at 8pm!
Not that I really mind laying around all day... TR went home this morning, so I have the room to myself. That also means that me and KC have it to ourselves when he comes over tomorrow, yesss. We won't have to worry about anyone walking in on us, or banging on the door, or turning us in for sleeping together ("cohabitation" according to the retarded dorm rules).
Yesterday when we talked, he was SO INCREDIBLY MOPEY. I can't stand it when he's like that! I do not want to listen to him whine on and on about nothing, it makes me feel like I'm not making him happy anymore. He says that that isn't it, and I know it's not, but then why does he tell me about his woes when I can't do anything to help him? I mean, I certainly can't do anything about his grades not being good and his bands not getting gigs, which was what he was talking about.
He really just needs to get out of Tallahassee. His mom is being a terrible bitch to him, his bands are irritating him, and his friends are being wierd. I know how he feels, if course: senior year was odd for me, too.
I just hope hope hope that he gets in here.

