which is the girl and which is the boy?

so i’m here at school at 8 o’clock, because i believed that class started at 8 am... however... i just checked my schedule, and it definitely doesn’t start until 9 am... o well... at least now i know where my class is going to be...

so about a month ago, while i was at IMPACT (which was the bombdiggitybombizziest conference that i’ve been to thus far) i was walking around d.c. streets with my very old friend (not old as in age but old as in i’ve known her for half my life), and one of my roommates at the conference, mic who is quickly becoming one of my favorite people.

she goes to my school... she’s 4 years younger and therefore deemed one of the ‘kids’. she is going thru a lot of what made my undergrad time here miserable, which is not doing what you’re called to do... however, i think she realized on time... she’s decided to at least minor in music... and afterward, she’s looking into going to seminary for music... probably getting the same degree that i am! because she’s also interested in counseling, as am i, she’d be getting an mdiv too.

the differences are that while i was in bondage to a crazed, cultish (these are my opinions which are open to discussion) scholarship program that would have forbidden a change like that... she is not and will prolly keep her money. oh well... i just don’t want her to make the same mistakes that i made... i still praise God, though, cuz i know that all He allowed me to go through made me stronger, more convicted to obey Him, and much better equipped to encourage others to follow their dreams.

anyways...... i was walking down the street with them and we approached this couple from the back... an interesting couple indeed... two very svelte people, dressed in black shirt, blue jeans, and both with the same ‘beatles’ haircut. they looked so much alike from the back that i would have thought they were twins... if they weren’t holding hands... i remember saying, ‘huh... which one’s the girl and which one’s the boy?’ not actually perplexed by which was which because i could tell... but it shouldn’t have taken so many glances to figure it out... the dude had a more feminine walk than i did... shoooot...