Surfing the waves and trying some maneuvers I watched from my safe vantage point the surfing of Jett. Trying for a sun tan myself I didn’t lie down because the wind would make me too cold and eventually the breeze got to me and I put back on my shirt. With my hair flowing in the breeze (The only real place I have my hair out) I looked over in the distance at the girls lying on the beach. There were too girls I distinctly remember that were rubbing lotion on each other’s backs and I was thinking “That should be me, what a waste”. There was another bunch of people, couple of girls, couple of guys. This group reminded me of Rory going out with Lyssa and Velda that day to the beach but in bigger numbers. It looked like the girls were playful with the guys but none of them were hooked up and the girl would prefer looking at guys. There were a couple of babes in this group, well not total babes but nicely clad two piece bikini’s or swimsuits.
There was one more group mostly comprised of girls and this had pretty much the hottest blend on the beach. There were girls in this group with hipsters and clad to their body real tight. One of them had the hottest legs, that was the one with the hipsters. There wasn’t really one bad looking girl. However there were two girls I kept noticing as they lay down there and one of them had the maddest skinniest body I’d ever seen. Her proportion was magnificent and as she took off her top, her pants and then revealed her two piece swimwear, yummy. If I was to make a comparison with this girl’s body and someone I knew I would have to say the size and structure of Jewell’s body but healthier. As the girls walked past me I noticed the hot girl was only around twelve years old and looked pretty young. My attraction wasn’t ruined but even though I still thought she looked hot and held a great respect for her appearance (She looked like a quiet, playful and loving type also) with her baby blue bikini, nicely proportioned, graceful walk, flawless physique, beautiful and natural blonde-brown hair I didn’t give my mind any chance to attempt to take it any further. Considering she looked so young I was happy to admire her growing body from a distance and to think that she would be a stunner when she turned eighteen.
Half an hour in the torrid waters was enough for Jett’s liking and coming back out, his soaked body parked onto the towel to get dry. Informing Jett of what he was missing out on we both watched the girls on the beach and noticed two of them were looking right back at us. This could have been the mating game but like I noted before, Jett was being weird with girls and didn’t want to go near them. The two girls made it obvious they had an attraction by walking right past us on the sand and sitting about ten meters away from us and by themselves. One of the girls smiled on the way past us and then other girl with her blue top on and nice Bikini underneath was pretty hot. Well, the girls sat there for about half an hour and we kept exchanging looks at each other. That was a perfect opportunity for the both of us to walk up to them but Jett was being fragile on the meeting extent. Finally the girls jumped up and went for a walk down the beach, that was our loss.
There was one more girl that came pretty late and as I jumped up to use the toilets as my nose was blocked. This girl looked Egyptian or partly Lebanese but all I know is her body was tight and beautiful. Walking past her she looked at me from under her glasses and with her petit clothes on made her way to the far end of the beach. Jett and I gazed at her from our distant vantage point to see her strip down to her bikini and collect some sun. The funny thing, there really wasn’t any sun. This girl must have been local because she came down by herself and while she sat there she noticed us looking from the distance and couldn’t help but to glance every now and then. Jett and I got sarcastic and waved a couple of times she looked our way, yep.
Nearing 3:30 p.m. and having spent four or more hours at the beach we headed for the change rooms. there wasn’t much of a job for me to change and as I did I walked back outside to glance at the girls on the beach from the fencing. The girls that walked past us and tried for our attention were back on the beach mucking around with their guy friends, shame. It’s a good thing that I didn’t get lucky with anyone for Saturday because I didn’t really like anyone there as much as I was infatuated with that blonde hair girl last week. She was pretty hot and I’m kicking myself for not doing anything with her. To tell you the truth, a minute part of the reason I didn’t approach her was that Lyssa was in my mind, Lyssa and the CD that I was going to give to her.
Making our way down the main street and then into the train station we jumped on the train and once again sat on the end seats but instead of facing towards the crowd we faced towards the wall. That was a damn shame because I walked downstairs to see who was outside and noticed four girls, one hot blonde girl. They stopped when they approached the door where I was and looking towards me the girls stopped and asked each other “Do we want to go any further up the station”. Seating themselves on a bench right in front of my view they sat there talking with each other as I looked at this blonde girl who also had hipsters on. The train guard whistled and walking upstairs the girls literally followed me and sat right behind us. In my head I was cursing at Jett for choosing to sit in this direction. Listening into their conversation I noticed the girls were young but they were talking about work, going out to clubs and guys. Talk about guys was a bit childish though and all the time I tried to hear the blonde hair girl speak but I didn’t hear her. She must have been trying to keep womanly.
The four girls sitting behind us jumped off at Sutherland and a smile adorned both our faces. The next stop was Jannali and I noticed the girls from the beach jumped off. Hipster girls with the long and sexy legs and the girl that had the body of Jewell, they jumped off at Jannali. So all the hot girls lived basically next to each other, I must remember that. The trip to Sydenham was smooth after the girls jumped off.
Reaching Sydenham we waited around for the next train and Jett bumped into a friend from Campbelltown. With a pretty big jacket and knowing him as a skater he talked with us. When our conversation was finished I noticed this old guy with reading glasses, a book in his hand, red jumper and he was looking directly at me. Tapping Jett on the arm I had him also stare at this guy and then as he kept looking blankly we started calling out sarcastic comments to him. Funnily enough he made his way to the space right next to me and as he sat down we started whispering to him “Someone’s at the door” and as he read his book we started calling him the Devil and the conspirator of good. There he sat reading a large book and not really paying attention to our antics. As the train pulled up we noticed that the carriages were packed. Having nowhere to sit we stood for a while and then made our way down the carriages looking for spots to sit.
There was once again another problem on the train home from Sydenham. Walking up carriages Jett and I noticed that ticket inspectors were on the train and I would surely be fucked up. So, making my way all the way to the end of the train I was hoping that they would find enough people to book before we got to Campbelltown. Sitting at the end of the train for ten minutes I started to get edgy and coming up to Glenfield starting looking for Jett. Walking up to Jett I noticed him sitting on the seats next to the doors with his eyes closed. Looking right across from him I had then seen a girl and I gathered Jett had his eyes closed for that reason. Sitting right next to him Jett told me that both inspectors jumped off with some offenders and I was Scott-free after two stops. The inspector walked up to Jett and asked him for his ticket and acting like he didn’t have it and being very slow he uttered “Now where is it, hmmm”. Taking out his wallet he shoved it right in front of the guys face and yelled “Here you go”. The inspector thanked him and then moved on.
Reaching Campbelltown I said goodbye to Jett and he said he would probably come over later with a movie to watch. Jumping off I made my walk home as it started to get dark. The wind was picking up and only having a shirt on I was getting a tad cold. Walking back past Queen Street I noticed that the stalls were all gone, the Festival thing was over. Walking into my door I found that no one had called me and after settling myself down I gave Lyssa a call. Lyssa sounded busy and after finding out she was busy I uttered “Give me a call when you can then cause I know you are busy” and hung up the phone.
Being extremely hungry from literally only eating breakfast I had mum make me a big meal and munched down onto it. Saturday night I also done some ab crunches because I thought I needed some exercise before starting on Monday at the Gym again. Hopefully my money will come through on Monday and when it does I will pay off my Telstra bill. Last night I performed 50 reps in two sets with 20 pounds on my Chest. Because my eyes were so tired from the salty sand in my face I didn’t want to write my entry last night and felt like sleeping. But, my nose being so blocked wouldn’t permit me to have a nice sleep and even though I tried it didn’t work.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
