He’s Donnie and he’s Marie…

  Good day to all.  I’m not going to even try explaining the title, all you need to know is that Ron White said it.  So how was everyone’s weekend?  There wasn’t much to mine.  On Friday, Krillen and I went out to the mall.  We walked around and I wanted to find some new track pants, but no one is really selling any.  They’ve all switched to shorts for the spring season.  Sons of bitches.  We played some video games at the arcade and then headed home.

  Saturday my mother asked me to go run errands with her.  She wasn’t feeling well, so we just went to some places nearby.  After we got back I tried to be productive with homework and the like…I was somewhat successful.  Then, that evening my sister asked me to go to the mall with her.  So we went and I walked around, looking at random things here and there.  I actually found a shirt, in the Gap of all places.  I don’t really shop at places like that but I went in with my sister and was just looking around.  It was on sale, cause there was no way I was going to pay their laughable original price, and it’s one of those stain resistance shirts.  I’m wearing it today.  If I can remember, I’ll take pics with my webcam.  I got bored looking around for awhile and was just waiting in a store while my sister went to try some things on.  Some random sales girl told me she liked my Gryffindor track jacket and asked where I had gotten it.  She was kinda cute and I appriciated the compliment.  When I was at the mall though I just found it strange how much excess there seemed to be.  All these girls and boys with all these accessories and beads and sequins and just superfluous stuff.  What happened to simple?  Maybe that’s why I have a hard time shopping for clothes.  Its hard to find simple clothes out there.  I’m not talking plain, just simple.  Does that make sense?  Its almost like we’re returning to the excess of the 80s.

  On Sunday we went to church and then headed home.  Nobody felt like leftovers or cooking so we ordered from one of our favorite Mexican places and my father and I went to pick it up.  The girl there, who we’ll call Magda, is a very sweet person.  Actually I think she’s one of the owner’s daughters, hehe.  Anyway, when my mother called to order, she was coughing some.  So when we came to pick the order up Magda had included a container of chicken soup for my mother, a package of tosdada chips and a container of salsa with no charge.  She even threw in a couple of sodas for my father and I for driving out.  It was a very nice gesture.  We should give her a really nice wedding gift.  Or did she already get married?  I don’t remember.  My mother said that she was going to find out if Magda had a younger sister.  I just laughed.  The rest of my sunday (dimache) was spent finishing up homework, watching movies, and playing a video game.

  So here I am now.  I feel tired, worn out.  I don’t know what’s the cause though.  I’ve been feeling this for awhile now.  I wish I knew how to get rid of it, but who knows how.  I think I’ll be very glad when spring break comes.  But even then who knows, sometimes things don’t go as planned.  I think I just want something different out of life than what is now.  I want to be something more than what I am now.  Its hard to describe and I don’t know if that makes sense, or rather that it comes across the way I’m thinking of it.  In any case I’ve run out of words for now, so good day to all.

-Damien