Sunday, October 3, 1993

1:50PM

Susan Barnett

The Honor of Your Company
Is Requested for Dinner
The Evening of
Sunday, October 3, 1993
at 6:00PM
(so we can talk)

RSVP at 613-xxxx

I didn’t wake up until 12:00 to my dismay. (I hadn’t gone to bed until after 5. My roommate Jackson was reading my Susan letter series and suprisingly, he didn’t think I was completely crazy.) Anyway, I bummed around for awhile. Larry called for my football picks. I further finalized plans to visit him in a couple of weeks over fall break. And then I spent awhile working on the above invitation.

AND IT WORKED! I didn’t expect Susan to be home, but she was, and she said, “Sounds great.” And so I can finally talk to her alone away from the dorm.

And now I can get some work done finally…

7:35PM

I got some work done. I did all of the UWC journals I had to do. And that took me through 5:15. Then I showered and got dressed in preparation for going to dinner with Susan.

At 6:00, I met Susan at her room, and we went to eat at The Pub on Central Campus (where the apartments are.) It was such a nice dinner. We talked about a lot of different things. She told me more about her musical experiences, which just gave me more reasons to think she’s terrific. And she told me about visiting children at the hospital today for Hillel. She’s part of the Durham schools tutoring program, and I explained to her how I wanted to do that, too, and now I’m sure I’m going to call Michelle from Hillel to see if I can do this. Susan asked me about my family, and I told her about my family EXCEPT for the bad stuff. That will come out eventually, but Susan knows about enough of my problems for now.

It wasn’t until we were walking back to Trent that I asked if things were okay between us, and we then talked about our friendship. The fact that we talked without talking about our friendship for about 45 minutes showed that things can be okay between us. I really feel like things are okay between us. I’m scared that I’ll have a relapse, but I can’t worry about that constantly. I didn’t mention CAPS to Susan, but I think I must definitely find time to go this week.

So I’m back here now, and I must now move on to my hardest subject- philosophy. I have a long reading to do, and I have to do the presentation to the class tomorrow, so I must understand the section. I feel so much better about everything, though, knowing that things are finally okay with Susan.