My first rainy day here...

I've got a cold, and it's raining. It's nice and sad, though. What's that quote from A Farewell to Arms? "I am afraid of the rain because sometimes I see me dead in it." Sad story.

My friends and I were eating dinner at the dining center and sitting at this bar that looks outside so we can watch the rain. It's the same room I sat in when I saw the boy with glasses that one beautiful day. I turn to talk to my friend, and out of the corner of my eye I see him--there he is. The boy with glasses sits at a table eating dinner with his friends again. Thank you, God. My heart skips.

I turned away, out of sheer shock and shyness, and stared out the window. It's okay, though. He didn't see me. I'm totally invisible.

We left before they did. I can still recall walking away and reprimanding myself for being...myself. Some things will never change.