December 13, 1997 – Saturday – 3:00 p.m.

I copied the poem I wrote here in my journal yesterday down and gave it to Sarah.  She said it was the most romantic thing anyone has ever given her.

She is wonderful and beautiful.

Us guys had our Christmas together the other night.  They bought me a cool toilet seat and a CD tower.  It was a fun time.  They are the truest of friends.

In the spring show, Emily, who was in my scene for Directing class, was cast in the role of Candy.  Her character and my character have a pretty intimate make-out scene while we are both on the stage in nothing but our underwear.  So…this should be interesting.

I go to Asheville on Thursday to take the GRE; I’ll head home after that.  I plan to spend about three days in Virginia and hopefully visit Regent University while I’m there.

I hope to work at McDonald’s to make a little money, see Sarah a couple of times, then come back on the 11th of January.  Hopefully Kevin and Marcus and I will spend some quality time together this Christmas.

Sarah came over last night to study.  I have no exams, so I just tickled her back while she worked.  We took a study break and went to the Presbyterian Church’s spaghetti dinner.  While there we talked and laughed with Mindy and a few others about old TV shows.  It was a memorable time.  After we returned to my room, Sarah slowly fell asleep on her books.  I just watched her.

To be honest, I don’t think she knows what to do with me.  I’m probably too nice or too good to her.  I don’t get the feeling any boyfriend she had in high school was a proper gentleman.

Well, that’s good, right?  She deserves as much.

I have someone to love, to give myself to, and it’s awesome!

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