June 17, 1967 - Sat
I was just reading over some
of my old notes and I came across a section on drugs. My opinion
varies a great deal on the subject and lately I've taken a more liberal
viewpoint. At least on marijuana. "Pot" is not habit forming or
physically dangerous. It may surprise you but pot is about as common
as fire crackers in Coronado. Believe it or not, one of my close
friends has tried it.
Prohibition caused a great
deal of crime and so do the laws against drugs. Marijuana at least
ought to be legalized. It causes no more harm than liquor and is
probably less degenerating. If I get the opportunity I'll probably
give it a try.
Every year on the last day of
school we always go through the ritual of signing other peoples year books.
I brought mine and I planned to have my close acquaintances sign it. I
was a little surprised in Biology when two girls I barely knew had me sign
theirs. I of course got them to sign mine and I'm still a bit confused
by the whole thing. Why would they want me to sign their books.
I guess I looked pitiful sitting in the corner.
Although I don't like to
admit it, every guy has some girl he's --- well --- interested in and I'm no
exception. For me it's Linda Barnes and I've noticed her ever since the
seventh grade. She's very pretty and she goes around with older guys
which makes it more than hopeless for me. (It would only be "just" hopeless
if she went out with guys my age.) I suppose by now you can guess who
walked up to me to have me sign her book. Christ, I could have fallen
through the floor. She's never even spoken to me before.
I could have kicked myself
because after the first day I didn't bring my book and I'm still cussing
myself for not having it for her to sign. Man, I'm a blinkity blank
I think I'll put out a little more
effort to be friendly to people. Maybe they don't think I'm the ass I
think they think I am.