June 28, 1997 – Saturday – 10:00 a.m.

Another orientation.  New faces.  New names.

A crazy guy came into the Box Office yesterday.  He was an old man, wanting to audition.  He had a cassette player and everything.  He was a few fries short of a happy meal.

Lindy and I laughed our heads off thinking the guy was just joking around, but it turns out he was really serious about it.

My Fair Lady has four more shows left.  Hard to believe time is flying by so quickly.


June 27, 1997 – Friday – 8:00 a.m.

I woke up early for once.  For the past couple of nights I didn’t fall asleep until three or four in the morning.  And for the past couple of nights Jeni has come over and well… just read March 27, 1997.  That happened again on Tuesday night and Wednesday night, but it didn’t happen last night.  We talked about it.  We laughed.  She cried.

How weird the two of us are.

But I’m not ready to let anybody in.  And it’s not fair for Jeni to only have half of me.  I felt good about my decision.  It’s God’s will for me.

June 25, 1997 – Wednesday – 11:00 p.m.

I rode to church with Vince and Laura tonight, but we stopped to get some Chinese food beforehand.  It did not sit well with my stomach and I had bad gas throughout the whole service.  I did my best to control it, but when we all got back in Vince’s car I let loose a “Silent but deadly.”  Allen, being Allen, immediately smelled it and decided to announce it to the whole world.  Laura instantly shouted, “Guys, I will have Vince stop this car and I’ll walk back to church and call my mom and have her take me home.  If you want to do that while you’re by yourselves, that’s fine, but you should never do that in the presence of a lady!  It’s rude and I won’t put up with it!!”

Wow.  I felt embarrassed for her.  Is she so uptight that she can’t handle a little toot; an act of nature?

I was thankful that I wasn’t like that and I was so thankful that Laura wasn’t my girl.

June 24, 1997 – Tuesday – 11:50 p.m.

After work I ate a sandwich, worked out, showered, and then went on an evening stroll through the mountains.  I discovered a new path, and a new special place.  It was so peaceful.  I followed a road that went through a nice neighborhood.  I saw no one on the way up.  Once at the top, I prayed and sang songs to my one true God.  The road I was on was named “Crest View.”  Just like the town Emily lives in, but the words are farther apart up here.

On my way down I said hello to two Asian gentlemen and a couple walking their dog.  I said hello to a family from church that was walking in the park.  The grass was so green this evening.  So many flowers are blooming.

When I returned to my apartment, I worked on character sketches for To Fly.  I changed the ending and am turning it into a screenplay, instead of a stage play.  I’m working on it slowly and it’s a lot of fun.

I saw Kate today.  She seems to be doing great.  Charlie is utterly pitiful.  Weird.

And as for me…

Well, it just turned the 25th day of June in 1997.

And I’m still smiling!!

June 24, 1997 – Tuesday – 10:20 a.m.

I took archive pictures of My Fair Lady last night, then talked on the RSJ chatline afterwards.  I talked to girls in Austrailia, Singapore, and a guy in California.  It’s great to meet Christians from all over the world.  I had a good time.

Jeni came over and visited me about 12:30 in the morning.  She stayed for about two hours.  We just talked and held each other.  Then we gave each other a good night kiss.

We are so weird.  Your will be done God.

Seven days left in June.

I praise you God for the love that you give and for the time you spent on this Earth.  Thanks for taking our sins away.

The greatest gift, the greatest love…lives inside me.

June 23, 1997 – Monday – 11:25 a.m.

A year ago yesterday, I filmed a wedding anniversary at The Farm House and met Dawn.  Yesterday, we went to church together.  Hmm.

Kate and Charlie have broken up.  It happened a couple of days ago.  Charlie says they still talk some.  He is having people pray that they get back together.  Kate broke up with him.  She said she had been feeling it was ending for about a month.

God’s will be done.

I got my Regent University application in today.  It’s a big application and it appears to be a long process.

Last night I walked to Wildcat Lake and on the way back, someone followed me from a nearby home.  They followed me a long the road, but then disappeared as I walked up Faculty Hill Dr.  Kinda scary, but probably nothing.

My Fair Lady begins Thursday.  We are planning a one day Deep Creek trip for July 5th.  Rebecca St. James is in concert in Siler City on July 13th.  The summer of 1997 is moving so fast.

On July 31st I will go to Chrysalis in Virginia.  There are two new student orientations that I’ll help with this summer and then RD training begins on the 11th of August.  The RAs arrive on the same day I turn 21.  New students arrive on the 24th.

Then September, October, November, December.






Regent University.

But your will be done God; not mine.

June 21, 1997 – Saturday – 12:10 p.m.

People change.

Life is strange.

Tracey has become a rude and hurtful individual, especially to Jeni and myself.  The people who occupy this summer theater residence hall are talented, but my heart goes out to them.  They simply don’t know truth, and it doesn’t seem they want to.

As an example there is Mariesa from Florida, near Miami, and her brother Mason, soon to be a student at LMC, plus their mother Dana.  To them, church is a place to catch up on sleep.  I spent some time with Mariesa in the computer lab.  She’s funny and pretty on the outside, but totally lost.

They have a condo up on Sugar Mountain and I went up there with Jeni and Tracey and a few others.  I found joy by playing with their camcorder and walking alone on the ski slope.  But as we were leaving, Jeni backed her car off the road.  It took all of us, plus an hours worth of time, to push it back on.

I am not appreciated by many people here.  I am looked over.  And that is good.

Allen, Vince, Dan, Curtis, Jeni, Jessica, and Sharon and her family are the ones I share my life with.

I called Regent University in Virginia Beach.  They are sending me an application and information on their film school.

I do not know what the summer of ’98 will bring, but by the beginning of September I will be creating a new home.  God is preparing me to leave Lees-McRae College, Banner Elk, and Avery County.  My time here will always be treasured, but I must move on.  These friends here will last forever, but I must move ahead.

I give this life to my Holy Father.  I don’t want to live it on my own.  There is so much I don’t understand, but I know he does.

Here I am.  That’s all I know how to say.  Here I am.