Hot Days and Fresh Starts – Mad Chaos: September 30, 1998

Hasn’t this last day been such a curious day. Let me begin with what just happened to me once again in the shower. As you know, most of my ideas come up in there as it is the only real place you can sing and sing good. Apart from mental ideas today while I was having a shower I came up with a tune in my head and then jumping out of the shower walked into my room and up to an already turned on computer and wrote down some quick lyrics. The chorus sounds like a song I already know but that’s the whole idea. There have been a lot of singers lately taking choruses or whatever from songs and mastering them to new verses and adapting them to new songs. If this song indeed sounds like another then I will merely be doing the same thing. So far I’ve got myself the Chorus down pat and some rough work on the lyrics but what I love about this song is that it doesn’t keep to 4/4 beat all the way through. In the chorus it goes like this 4 beats, 4 beats, 4 beats and then the last part of the Chorus is three beats long. It doesn’t sound off and it makes it sound more intriguing which I love about it. So here let me recite the Chorus I have come up with so far and the name of the song…

Isn’t This World a Crazy Place

(CHORUS)

Isn’t this world a crazy place,

Dividing our nations with disgrace,

Why are we victims to our race,

We should all live in harmony,

Now that we’ve had that well earned ice breaker let me start with the rest of the hot weathered day. This morning I woke up at 9:00 a.m. still with a slight cold. Trying to get a couple more minutes of sleep my neck kept killing me so I had to jump out of bed. Heading straight for the shower I cooled myself off and relaxed for a couple of minutes. By this time mum and dad were already out shopping, very early in the day.

This might be a good time to mention that my body is aching from the workout which is good. Everything apart from my abs is aching and that’s a good thing because I can work them out again tonight. This reaction doesn’t really come along all too often but from my forearms (Which weren’t even worked but were secondary) to the larger part of my Chest, everything is aching. Even my Triceps and back have an ache and they rarely do acquire a feel. Proudly, my Biceps are also hurting and that along with my Chest will be higher priority. But it’s hard to say they will be higher on the list as I can’t have a great body without my back or abs in proportion as well as my Shoulders and Triceps which would come in second place.

Jumping out of the shower I viewed some television for a while and then my parents came back home. Walking upstairs I had some watermelon and Yogurt to eat and filing out the advance payment form I made my way to Campbelltown. Before heading off I called Tatton’s house to see if he could print my Resume on his computer, he had no problem with that. Blisteringly hot was the day and although not felt upon my arms, the sweat told the story. With jeans I walked to Tatton’s house and at the front of his house I got to see his new-old car. The little Pulsar, yellow in color and it was a manual. Pretty shabby inside but what do you expect for $500 bucks right. Tatton did get the car registered with no problems under his mum’s name and same with the insurance for his car.

Walking into Tatton’s house I sat in his lounge room as the family (Minus Eric) were watching television. When all that was done we headed into Tatton’s room and before we done anything he showed me something he saved of Jenny McCarthy on his computer. Placing it on screen it was a 20 second video clip from the internet that showed her before she was famous in a XXX porno flick fucking and sucking six guys while getting hammered by two guys, two holes. Yep, some pretty gory stuff but watching her in action you could tell she didn’t know what she was doing, nope, better yet, she barely could handle the load of six guys around her and was grabbing every here and there for service. Amateur yes, that’s why she’s outa that business now.

Tatton the idiot forgot to mention he didn’t have Microsoft Word and he thought I was going to print my Resume out on WordPad, yeah right. Having nothing to do we view the video of Jenny a couple more times then Tatton hooked up to the net to show me a sight that lets him hack into XXX places that usually need a password. There was a internet site specifically having passwords and cracks that would allow you access, pretty cool and for free. So Tatton and I tried to jump into some access sights and it worked. That’s where Tatton got the Jenny McCarthy Movie from.

Heading now for Campbelltown around 12:30 p.m. I made my way in the hot weather to Centrelink. Lined up for a minute I handed in my advance payment form and was told it would probably be in my account by Friday if it had passed. From there I just walked around Campbelltown looking around. Let me tell you something now… Maybe it’s just me, maybe it’s not but when I walk from destination to destination I’m like a magnet to women. My eyes are always tuned into girls in front of me or to the side and my direction is decided by what girl looks more devouring. When I was in Campbelltown I had nowhere to go and nothing to do so my direction was theirs and only to some extent. I wouldn’t follow people around (As they would probably pass me and I’d keep walking) but my aim is to look for beautiful faces on my walks.

Making my way home after an hour of tiring my legs and myself I started to get thirsty. Only having five dollars left and knowing I shouldn’t spend it I didn’t buy anything in Campbelltown. Walking past Hoddle Avenue shops the temptation was too great and even though I passed by a couple of meters I stopped in my tracks and turned back. Buying the smallest drink they had I was shocked to find it cost me $150, rip off because it’s summer almost. The rest of the way home I was refreshed but rorted.

Upon coming home I had to sort out a problem with my Optus bill thingy. They sent me a letter saying that I hadn’t paid in the last week and checking the Credit Card Customer Service Number one more time they informed me that it was indeed Optus that had taken out the money. So calling back the incompetent people up in Melbourne who are handling the affair I fixed up the case and now only have $35 left to pay. Since then I’ve just been bumming around, eating, relaxing and watching television.

Being now the last day of this month it has been some strange occurrences happening. One of those strange and ironic things is that the other side of my mouth where I still have a molar has a small hole in it. I’ve noticed it there before when I still had the other molar (But it was all broken up) and I thought the broken tooth was more important to fix but guess what, it wasn’t. There is only a slight hole there and I know in about a years time, even with this constant brushing of my teeth I will have to get it filled up. If I lose that side tooth then I won’t be able to chew properly, I’ve tried with the missing tooth, it’s hard. What kind of life is this, my life, my mistakes where I was never really told to brush my teeth but learnt by my own mistakes. My parents never taught me much, not many rules were laid but despite having to learn the importance of brushing my teeth the hard way I respect what they have done. Raising a child like that and still showing you love them is the best way and that’s how I would like to raise my children. Be there but not so much as to make them hate me.

There are only three more pages until I’ve written 300 pages for this month, spooky. Tonight I take off my gold chain and let it rejuvenate overnight for the coming month. That rejuvenation will be wholly needed as October should be a big month. Today I looked for more jobs at Centrelink but I couldn’t really find any. The job’s that I had already and had applied for, they were out of the way or the vacancy wasn’t there anymore. I learnt an important rule from the guy I had seen at Liverpool on Monday (Probably the only thing I will learn from him). That lesson is not to look for jobs where there is always competition, like the newspapers. The idea is to make yourself a job, make a position open up for you and go directly to the companies, large companies to show that you want to work for them. So that’s what I’m going to do, send letters to large music record companies like ‘BMI’ or ‘Sony’. Just think about it, if I get a job in this field then there’s no telling where I could take my musical career if I really wanted to.

Imad is supposed to come over tonight or at least he told me. Yippee, maybe I’ll get back my CD he’s had for such a long time. My room is pretty much a mess and a bit heated because of summer but it’s best that I go now and leave the rest of this writing for later tonight. I hope that irony doesn’t fuck me up again, like if Imad came over tonight and stayed over way past midnight forbidding me to finish writing in my Diary. That is a risk I am willing to take so let’s see what happens.