On September 14, 1994, a Wednesday, at 6:17 p.m., I wrote:
Something happened today. I saw a girl. I don’t know her name. I don’t know her. But she caught my eye like no one else has up here at Lees-McRae College: my new home.
I remember that girl to be Penny W. She was at the carnival last night. She smiled at me. We talked a little bit. I found myself thinking of her as I fell asleep last night.
I just got back from the concert. I had such a good time. Charlie, Kate, Dan, Vince, Mike, Michelle, Lisa, Miki, and Suzanne all came from the college. We all praised the Lord together.
Laura was there. We are going to go over to her house on Thursday to eat dinner and play Taboo. Dan really likes Laura, but then again, I once did as well. Hmm. I probably still do.
And to add to the festivities, Kate was baptized in the river behind the church.
Everything is great. But although I had wonderful friends and beautiful girls all around me tonight, there were times when I would look up from the midst of the crowd and still feel very lonely.
But as I look back in this section, I see so many little details that point toward the fact that I am not alone: Discovering Regent University, being viewed as the best RA, bringing Allen to the Lord, Erica and Kristen.
What a wonderful life I’ve been given.
There is so much love all around me.