“Wondering if she changed at all, if her hair was still red…

…Tangled up in blue.” Tangled is the operative word for this day of mine. I went to bed last night around 4:00am and awoke at 9:15am, I was dead. I opted not to shower this morning, dashed a little baby powder on (oh come on, you’ve all done it before) and ran out the door to get to my World Politics class. I was in prayer the entire trip to the campus, something I learned from my Glorious friend Jay Roberts, spending time with the Lord definitely helped my day out tremendously that and I skipped my Japanese class to do all my research in the library and take a nap (which was definitely needed, If you haven’t already broken out ye ole’ calculator to tally my hours of sleep this morning). I also got the notion to eat lunch, later on this day and went back to my old stomping grounds in Dutch quad, as I walked to the cafeteria that fed me filling, sub-par food in years past I found someone. Andre, my old college rooming buddy, this young man is nothing but, glorious we chat for a while and then parted ways (he needed to lift weights for track, I needed to gain weight at the café) As I entered the familiar halls, I saw another familiar face, the same ‘lunch lady’ (I feel horrible, I don’t know her name but, I like to keep things professional at school. You can never be too careful) She recognized me right off and we talked about our summers and my new living quarters, then parted ways as we did so many times before (with a smile and a wave, I think she was looking at my butt too as I walked up the stairs. I can’t blame her, it’s nice. Ask Rachael…or don’t.) I went to my Hollywood and the Jews class about 20 minutes later, where I met my CA (Campus Ambassadors) pal, Jay. This was the first time I enjoyed the class, an hour lecture and a movie called: Teyve, based off short stories of a famous Yiddish author (No I don’t remember his name forgive me) It was a low budget flick from the 30’s, I loved it. Beautiful, Glorious, go see it. Anywho, afterwards I went to BK and swallowed most of a revolting chicken sandwich and onion rings and headed back to good ole’ CA. The message was given by a local minister, it wasn’t the message that impressed me, it was the thoughts of reaching the lost of this campus and he had many colorful suggestions on how to do so (clean toilets, talk to lonely people ect.) I think I won’t do the toilet cleaning thing but, definitely talking to strangers that seem alone. Oh, I almost forgot, as I was walking out of CA, who do I meet?! Plattsburgh’s own: Jeff-o Kirby. I shook my head in disbelief as I shook his hand and we talked briefly about life. I headed out 10 minutes later and got in my car, listening to “Bob Dylan’s: Saved” album and drove into my parking spot and finished my homework for tomorrow, I know I am amazed too, God is good. I am going to talk to Rachael in about 40 minutes, life does not get much better than this.