Lyssa was surprised that I got ready in twenty minutes and giving her a call to inform her that I was making my way to Leumeah Station I made my way. The walk was relaxing but I tried to hurry a bit because I thought Lyssa would be there waiting. On they way to Campbelltown I bumped into Imad one more time who was driving to a court hearing. Imad had a white shirt and black pants on for the court case and after that he was headed for his work at Ampol. Imad dropped me near the station and then continued his journey to nowhere. Reaching Leumeah station I didn’t notice Lyssa there so I thought that was good. For fifteen minutes I waited and getting impatient changed my workout money to buy some chewy and get change for the phone. Looking around for a phone I called Lyssa’s house first with no money (Way beforehand) to see if she was home, she was still home. When I finally got my money I called Lyssa’s house again, she had left. So there I waited for Lyssa to arrive and another ten minutes passed when she jumped off her bus and made her way over.
Lyssa was being escorted by her friend from across the street (Can’t recall his name right now). Deciding to be polite I made my way to Lyssa and talked with the guy from across the street finding out he was on his way to Liverpool to watch a movie with his little baby cousin. Lyssa bought me a ticket and saying goodbye we jumped on our St. Mary’s train. Leaving around 11:15 a.m. we made it to Parramatta in no time and noted that it was a fairly sunny day. Myself, I had my black pants on and baby blue shirt with the little hole in it. The outfit was tight and made me look and feel large, big for my usual size anyway. Lyssa didn’t tell me she was impressed by my size but she did feel my muscles, pinch me and look at me on occasion in an impressed way.
The train trip to Parramatta was a chance for Lyssa and I to spark some conversation and not feeling awkward or embarrassed at all, we felt at ease and started our conversation. Lyssa told me how she was listening to the ‘Titanic’ Soundtrack at home and when I rang her I asked her to sing ‘You Remind Me Of Something’ but she put it in instead. Lyssa also told me how she told Kieran that I taught her how to punch and punching him in the stomach hard he thought that I really did teach her. Kieran thought that I taught Lyssa good in the art of punching.
While at Parramatta Lyssa shopped at more than eight different stores. Looking for some of those pants that go just below the knees (But in Lyssa’s case just above the ankles) we shopped and shopped and shopped but to no avail. While shopping around we walked into David Jones and I sprayed on some perfume, so did Lyssa but it wasn’t distinctive and faint. Lyssa put in some photo’s of Penelope’s birthday night and as we waited we made our way to Macdonald’s to have some lunch. Not having eaten for the day I was pretty hungry and not having any money myself Lyssa was happy to shout the both of us. As Lyssa bought the food she asked me to save some seats as the place was packed. Lyssa told me she had seen Hakim in Macdonald’s while we were in there, I didn’t notice him. When Lyssa was done we sat on a two seater and as Lyssa waited her Quarter Pounder we both devoured our chips and talked. Together we ate our burgers when Lyssa’s arrived and when we were all done we chatted for a couple more minutes and then made our way out.
Not much stress has been placed on Lyssa’s shopping but let me just say she tried on about five pieces of clothing and in that time I either stood outside the store (feeling out of place in a woman’s clothing store) or just sat around waiting. While Lyssa was admired by one or two guys I was admiring girls myself and Lyssa didn’t seem to mind. Lyssa kept telling me how this summer she is going to find herself the right man and I was happy for her. Alas, if we really wanted to pick up it would be hard for me or Lyssa. If I approached a girl Lyssa would feel out of place and it would be wrong to exchange numbers in front of your ex so I would never do it.
As it started to rain in Parramatta Lyssa collected her photo’s and tried to show me but I thought I would get angry looking at those pictures. It had Ali and Penelope in them, that is enough to piss me off, their fake smiling faces. Regardless, Lyssa showed me some of the pictures and looking at Hakim I noted he looked extremely different from what I knew of him. No longer did he have his big beard and hat on his head, no longer did he look like Andre Agassi in his forgotten years. Now, his hair was cut short and he looked decent but Lyssa stressed that she wouldn’t get with Imad because he was a Hakim. Lyssa was being weird when I brought up her chance of being pregnant. I told Lyssa that I could be the only father and then Lyssa uttered “No you’re not” in a cynical voice. Asking if Lyssa thought there was another father she told me she didn’t want to speak of the topic so I didn’t go there. It’s a very, very, very long shot so I won’t even think that Lyssa bumped uglies with someone else.
Finishing our two hours of shopping (Or rather, looking around) we made our way to the front where Lyssa bought some cigarettes and had her second around me for the day. The first was at the station and the rest were at Liverpool which we went to later. Lyssa had about five smokes around me for the whole day, a bit too much. Getting to that now, we jumped on the train at Parramatta and Lyssa confronted me with another idea. Lyssa wanted to travel to Liverpool to look at some more shops in their Westfield and after some pleading I gave in with sarcasm. Lyssa kept pestering and sarcastically I poked my finger at her and bellowed “Alright, just this one time.” Glimmering was the smile that protruded from Lyssa’s face and I kept it there for the next couple of minutes.
Jumping off at Leumeah we made our way to Westfield shopping and noting some girls on the other side of the road to Lyssa I then noticed that they too were looking at me. So the both of us liked each other and as the girls (On the other side of the street and now in front of us) kept looking back at me I was just wondering what was going through Lyssa’s mind. Of course, nothing happened from that, there’s plenty of time for that at the beach. Being playful with Lyssa I told her when we arrived at Parramatta where the smart girl and her friend were seated and on our way home we sat in their seats without knowing, but I made it known.
Shopping at Liverpool wasn’t as time demanding at Parramatta but visiting Hound Dog Lyssa actually found something similar to what she wanted and after trying it on she bought it. From there we made our way to the ‘Body Shop’ where Lyssa and I will forever remember the irony and stupidity of the situation. Walking around and looking at creams and stuff for your skin we walked to the make up section. Lyssa tried on many substances in that time but there was this one eye shadowing or coloring bottle that Lyssa couldn’t squeeze any make up out of. Handing the little bottle to me that fit snuggly and easily into my palm I tried one of my tricks to get out the liquid. Folding the bottom part of the plastic container I tried squeezing it that way and Walla, it worked. Only a tiny bit of the stuff came out of the bottle and so I thought Lyssa would need a bit more and squeezed harder. This is the reason that girls use these little bottles and not guys, we have more strength. Due to this strength and ironically smart thinking the bottle didn’t seem empty until I totally abolished anything that was left in it, all over the target area for this make up, Lyssa’s face. Yep, when I squeezed for a second time, well you should have seen how quick it squirted out of that tiny pin head nozzle and right at Lyssa’s eye. Luckily Lyssa closed her eyes just in time and I don’t know how she done that. Lucky she did close her eye because I would have been horrified if it went in there.
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.
