September 11 2006.

On my way to early morning class.

Walking on my way to class this morning, I see a lot of people standing around at different spots on campus. As I walk past one of them I can see that they are passing out the New Testament and preaching the good word of God. Walking by one of the men he ask's if I wanted one. I stop. In his eyes I may have just been trying to be polite or a fellow follower. (I dressed really nice today with a sweater and a collared shirt under it so I seemed very approachable.) I replied to his question "What's that?" He said "It is The New Testament" I stare at him in the eyes till I can see him getting very uncomfortable. Until he doesn't know what to do but to smile. I then move my messenger bag to a clear position for which to him he can see on it is a very big inverted cross. I reply "No thanks my son. I'm a much stronger person than to need a crutch such as religion to get me through life." He turned to look at his fellow men of God perplexed as if I just split atoms in front of him. He said "very well. Have a good day and God bless!" I smiled and said "likewise my son and Hail the light-bearer for he hast come forth!"

True story.