School was horrible as usual today. This asshole Ted tried to start shit with me in study hall today. Calling me a faggot and stuff. He backed off when Jason stepped in. I guess jocks are scared shitless of skinheads!
After school, Jason dropped me off by Darren's house on Webster since he was on his way to get Sara at the Factory. I got there and Darren opens the door singing like a stage show.
Apparently, Darren is a huge Prince fan and was belting out Purple Rain at the top of his lungs since his parents were out. He had the stereo on in his living room turned all the way up and he was prancing around in his moms purple silk robe. I sat there on his couch while he performed this for me. When it finished, he asked me what I thought of his performance. I told him it was so Darren!
You know, despite being brought up with this supposed fear of gay people, I learned since hanging out with Darren that, I don't even see him that way. You know, as say, my gay friend, Darren. I see him as Darren, a very entertaining individual thats fun to be around. I hope someday more people outside my circle of friends would see things the way I do.
After the performance, we went to Water Tower Place and shopped around. We grabbed McDonalds and then hung out by the John Hancock for a bit. At least the day ended better than it started.
Until Tomorrow,
New Wave Dave
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