June 13, 1979

I am 15.

Wednesday: Not much happened today. Went and saw "Love at First Bite" at the Cla-Zel. Big deal! Tomorrow Tim D. leaves for Germany. For three weeks as an exchange student. He promised to save me a few Deutsche Marks. It won't be boring when he's gone, it's just that Don M. is bound to come over. And Don is an egotistical boring pest. He's a darn good piano player, but that's his only redeeming quality. He's very conceited about his playing ability, and he doesn't know that much, generally. The one paradox of his life, though, I have yet to figure out. For some reason, he can get a girlfriend a lot easier than Tim. Despite all his shortcomings, he's usually got some girl to go out with. I just don't understand it. One explanation might be his obsession with sex, which drives him to find girls more than myself and Tim.

(by the way, June 1, 1979 was the first time that I asked a girl out. Cathy H. Too bad her bike was at her grandma's house, which stopped her from being able to go to the movies with me. If I get enough guts, soon, I'll ask her out again.)

In fact, until very recently, Don thought of girls only as objects to get sex from. A very poor perception of females. Now, though, he has begun to think of girls more as people. But it still doesn't make sense! He is conceited, dumb, and very strange acting. And girls still go for him. His strangeness isn't the kind that might be chuckled at. He can be annoying at times. It is also strange that Tim has been his friend ever since 1st grade, or earlier. Tim finally acknowledges Don's abnormalities, and he agrees with my view of Don. But for some reason he has been friends with him for years, though he can hardly stand him many times. Tim probably feels a little sorry for Don, and since he is Don't best friend (although Don is not Tim's best friend) he doesn't want to tell Don to beat it. He has come close a couple of times to telling Don it's all over, but, being a softie, he never goes through with it. It's getting late, so I'll talk to you later. Bye!