I suppose I ought to post, really.

Marin is... a very strange person. There are a number of matters over the following week or so that are very strange indeed.

Tee hee!

First of all, he text me to ask me if he could meet me the following afternoon - I'd forgotten that he was to have a day off college, so I asked him to meet me in town, where we both go to college, at lunch time. He said yes... and then the next day I remembered, and had to spend lots of money texting him to tell him to meet me in town where we live!

And then, all he wanted was to obssess about his halloween costume (which I'll explain later) and to tell me we were going for this halloween dinner on Friday (that was today if you couldn't tell the day). He ALSO had the nerve to tell me that My Little Ponies no longer existed, because I couldn't find any in Woolworths*.

He phoned me later in the week, and my sister answered... the conversation went a little like this:

"Hello?"

"Hello. Can I speak to your little sister please?"

"No."

::long pause::

I really don't think he knew what to think, heh. Oh well. He deserves it, he's weird. This time he actually told me what TIME we were meeting - which was 11.30 in time for our dinner booking. See, for the past three years now, we've sort of combined Marin's birthday celebrations (It's November 1st by the way) and Halloween, by going to Pizza Hut all dressed up. The first year, we actually went on Halloween, and the second time we... went in the day, a few days before... both times he went as a very oddly made up vampire, with lots and lots of white makeup and dribbles of blood... This year though he wanted to change, and he didn't know what to.

Well, today I found out.

...

I got to our usual meeting place (the school gate) and saw Marin... dressed in trainers, troose, a pink polo shirt, a brown blazer, and a pink/red velvet... pimp hat, with a large white feather. Which... was very odd indeed. He said he got the hat from the Disney Store**, I think it was Hook's hat, but I'm not entirely sure what he was meant to be, even still. He said that he was meant to be "A cross between the scarlet pimpernel, and a badly-dressed gay homosexual".

Not entirely sure why he needed the words 'gay' AND 'homosexual', but still...

OH, and another thing about these past three years we've been going... well, see there are two Pizza Hut resturants at the big shopping centre that we all live by (Merry Hill), and every year without fail has booked BOTH resturants. Each and every time, it has absolutely baffled me! Does he not understand what booking means? Does he think that by some awful mistake, we won't get our table? This year, we had eight people booked, and if he did indeed book both resturants (as I suspect he did, he says he didn't... but he wouldn't answer me straigh the first time I asked, and he laughed a lot in an embarrased sort of way, which I think means he was lying) think how many customers they would have lost! That's a LOT of seats to turn people away from, if they're not being filled.

I think he annoyed mon petit Kayleigh, too... because he took photos of her. Poor Kayleigh.

So pretty much, Marin is fairly ridiculous.

THE END (cheerie-o!)

* Other multi-purpose stores are available
** Other pimp hat-selling stores are available