  So I don't want this to turn into a journal, where I just write down everything I've done and that's that. That's boring. That was also three thats in a row. That aside, it's hard to think of topics for this.
I've come up with a few but every time I sit down to write in this I immediately want to do something else. Something useful. But I do want to say this: Having a girlfriend is retarded. A while ago I came off what was my first true relationship with a member of the fairer sex. It has a long story to it, but you don't care, and I certainly don't care. But looking back on it, I can plainly see that it was a major, major waste of -- time -- money -- phone minutes Especially time.
I spent countless Friday/Saturday nights with her, bored to death and wishing very much to be out with my friends, playing hockey or at a movie, or even at home playing Yahoo hearts or refreshing the NHL scoreboard, or WHATEVER. But, despite all these clear signs that I was wasting away my junior year, I kept at it. I knew early on that I was already tired and bored, and there was nothing left to look forward to.
It was more trouble than it was worth -- it was lots of trouble and worth nothing. Sixteen years old is not the time to be dealing with this kind of thing. Relationship I mean. Dating at this age should not really be a relationship-type thing. It should be all about going out and having fun together and not caring about 'How long will it last' or 'How committed should I be', or any of that stupid stuff that only adults should have to worry about.
My second semester, junior year was almost entirely wasted on this girl that I didn't really know, much less care about, and I didn't really come out with any positive consequences, besides the new knowledge that having a girlfriend is retarded. A few of my friends have/have had girlfriends, and they never last long. The reasons vary but it's obvious that no one really cares to work at it that much.
David G is in the same position I was in, he's dating some girl and he's pretty tired. When I was involved and I was told to "call me tonight" I would try and pick the time that would be most inconvenient for her, so I could increase my chances of her not picking up because hey, I didn't want to talk to her.
There were hockey games to watch, homework to do, card games to play, sleep to...go to. Matt knows what I'm talking about, he's experienced the same. But you can't just not call because then she'll think something's up or you just don't care and it'll turn into a whole big thing and then you have to get down on your knees and kiss her feet and apologize like a Jap and it's simply a situation that you really want to avoid.
It's really very inconvenient. But let me talk more in depth about each aspect that was wasted. The first and most important: time. As I said, I spent so many Friday and Saturday nights doing basically nothing. I could have done so many more fun things and had a really great time than hang out with the same semi-attractive girl every single weekend over and over.
Not only time with her, but also time on the phone, or talking to her online, or time waiting for her to call, time giving her a ride home, time thinking about her. Fastball's "Time" says Time beats up on you, but it should say Girls beat up on your time. My junior year. One fourth of my high school years. Geez louise. Money. Luckily for me, I didn't invest as much as some other people have. For me it was probably even under $100. Still, I don't really have a full-time job, and money is pretty hard to come by for me.
I don't buy that much but it's still nice to have for whenever I do, and that $60-70-80 that I spent is money that could have been much better spent than movies, dinner, ice cream, etc. I could have bought a bunch of CDs, books, movies, not to mention a whole boatload of QuikTrip and Sonic drinks. The whole time she paid for only one thing, a movie rental, maybe $5 at most. That wasn't exactly expense sharing.
And I know that I'm lucky. I never bought any $50 necklaces or anything like that, and I got out after only a few months. Phone minutes. I got a cell phone last Christmas and my mom and I shared a plan. Normally I would use maybe an hour a month on the phone (hey, who's gonna call me? ) but nooo, not with her. It was, on the average, about 30 minutes a night, 30 minutes of pure torture.
Usually I just pretended to care while I watched a hockey game or The Cosby Show or did homework. It really sucked and we almost went over on our minutes a few times. Now that she's gone, my minutes pretty much have freefallen (-9.81 m/s) and I use maybe 5 minutes every few days. It's great. So those were the big ones for me. Mostly time, because time is really important to me.
I'm extremely aware that you only get to be young once, and you only get to be in high school once, and you have to use your time as best as you can, because before you know it you're working 5 days a week 10 hours a day in a dead-end job until you're 65, then you retire and you die. I have better things to do than spend my time with some worthless girlfriend who I don't really care about and I know doesn't really care about me.
I'm generalizing here, of course. I'm sure there are MANY great girls out there who would make terrific girlfriends: girls who respect your time and space and let you go out with your friends and aren't demanding or anything and understand you and are interesting to talk to and do fun things. They're somewhere out there, just not at Booker T, or Tulsa. As far as I know. So when I say having a girlfriend is retarded, hmm. The best girlfriend would be one who is more of a really good friend, a best friend, but the bonus is that you get to get physical with them too. That would definitely not be retarded. But the kind like I had, who probably just has a boyfriend to have a boyfriend, or some other self-esteem-related reason, no, just stay away please.
It should be about having fun. Nothing more. And I wasn't having fun. It's fun to have a really awesome friend that you can hang out with and burp around and play video games with, and then when everyone's gone you get to make out with. Not that I know anything about that. But that's how I think it should be. Friends with priveliges at this age. Unless you're retarded, or unless you have found your perfect soulmate who is just perfect beyond comprehension, no lovey-dovey I-love-you-forever relationships.
I'm sure we've all THOUGHT we've found that perfect one at least once in our young lives thus far, but usually at the time we're just too blind to see past the shortcomings. Enlightenment is what we need then, and sometimes your friends give it to you, and sometimes they encourage you instead, not wanting to hurt your feelings (Doh gog Jama). It's always better to have an objective viewpoint waiting to give you their input. But that's not really on the point. So the point is, having a girlfriend is retarded. I've been enlightened. Or maybe I'm just bitter. Well, and so the cookie crumbles once again. And that's just its way. 
