A Landmark Weekend of Clubbing and Beach Days (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: October 25, 1998

Jumping back into Ralf’s car we found ourselves heading to one of his friends house in Eagle Vale so he can get his CD’s back and then our journey was headed for Ingleburn. Stopping off at the Subway Ralf bought himself a kebab and some petrol. While at the Subway Shawn told me some hot gossip. You could tell Shawn’s bid to get into Tessa’s pants was thwarted by this news and he was somewhat devastated by the turn of events but I found the fact that Shafiq’s proposed to Tessa was funny. From what I had heard Shafiq’s drove to her house, dropped down to his knee and asked for her hand. If there was even a ring present was uncertain but we all hope that Tessa even though she’s not very smart (At all) will say no. Tessa’s mum won’t let it happen even if hell freezes over so maybe Shawn does have a chance still. Even if Tessa said yes she would still cheat on her fiancé. The funny thing about this whole stupid ordeal from these two very stupid people is that Shafiq’s has only been going out with Tessa for a month and a half. There you go, chew on that for a while and then have a laugh about it…

Pizza Hut was the next location that the car traveled to. Ralf jumped out of the car to have something to eat and shortly after Shawn and I also jumped out. Still with my beach shorts on I walked over to the green shirt congregation of Pizza Hut. There were at least ten workers outside talking with each other and walking up to Simon and Ralf I looked into the store and noticed Marisol. Simon was surprised to see me in shorts and I told him to cherish the moment. Marisol is remarkably hot, as tall as me, skinny and with a butt that blends all beauty. Her curvaceous slim line of body-parts does nothing but glorify her whole physique. Her face and expressionism adds to the impression that her mind is none less than intelligent. As Marisol was cleaning the door in full view of me she glanced over a couple of times and all I done was smile. Marisol reminds me of Sama when you think of body structure (Back in her Gym days anyway) and the way her clothes cling to her body drives me crazy. Blonde is her hair color and although it’s most definitely dyed it looks natural. My fascination to speak with Marisol had now blossomed. What was once a passed on thought had grown in my mind and blossomed when I had seen for myself up close, the beauty that adorns the floors of Pizza Hut in Ingleburn.

The night was growing old and trying to keep our night from a dogging Shawn, when he asked we told him we had no real plans. Shawn informed us that he might be traveling to Sublime with Tatton, the both of them once again together. Ralf told me he would ring me later in the night with the plans and saying goodbye I made my way home. As usual, I asked who called and I think that both Keith and Lyssa had called me. Borrowing an extra $5 off my dad I had enough for Penrith Panthers and some hair mousse. Almost instantly after thanking my dad for the money I jogged to Bradbury shops and bought what I desired. This mousse sets with heat and I find it to hold much greater but also a looser hold. Sunsilk Heat Activated is the name, holding hair is the game. Giving Keith a call upon coming back he told me he would be over in half an hour at 7:30 p.m. Then my call was made to Lyssa and the information was promising.

Three rings is all it took for Lyssa to answer the phone and once she did she was happy to inform me that she was going out for the night. Penelope wasn’t going out with Ali after all and the three of them including Nikita didn’t know what the plans were. Lyssa gathered that they were headed for Chevy’s but Lyssa wasn’t sure. Lyssa then asked me out of the blue if I loved her still and I told her “Yes.” Asking Lyssa the same question she almost instantly gave me the same answer. Gathering that Lyssa was only asking this because I was going to a nightclub where girls would want to get onto me, this was her last gratification in a way. No guilt would have been felt or should be felt if I got onto someone for the reason that I’m not with Lyssa anymore. After all, Lyssa got onto Braxton and a couple of other people after we broke up, it’s now my turn. I wonder if Lyssa felt weird kissing someone else after a year of celibacy to my name. When I was with Phoenix I know that I was thinking of foreign thoughts when I touched foreign lips.

Talk of Lyssa and I getting back together came up in sarcasm and although Lyssa told me she didn’t want to get back with me now (And I didn’t either) there would be a possibility later in life. Content was I to know this information and I thought that was great. That gives Lyssa and I time to explore different paths, get onto other people and have separate fun and if that time comes later in life where Lyssa and I will once again join our vows I will take upon it with pride. Informant had become of Lyssa as she told me of how she spoke to Devon a night or two ago and he asked, “Do you still love Tony.” Lyssa’s answer then was yes, just like my answer still is to whoever asks. That would explain why Devon asked me if I was getting back with Lyssa.

While conversing Lyssa made me stop and realize that I’ve been harsh on friends who dog me. Like my saga with Keith and Tamsen for what they said about Lyssa. That is acceptable to banish them from my life but it did linger for too long. Then there’s Ali who said what he shouldn’t have said and because of that our friendship has gone to tatters. This made me realize I’m harsh when it comes to dogs but I’m not going to change in a hurry.

There is none like Lyssa to me. Her entity is an eternity to my mind’s thoughts and eternal will be my love till the day I cease to live. Just to think of Lyssa touching someone else would make me jealous and that jealousy derives from my love that lingers still for her. That love, despite my lusting over plenty of girls like Clover, Jewell, Phoenix and all the other’s that courted with me has not been shown for another. I would not care to become a slight bit jealous if I had seen Jewell tomorrow, walking hand in hand with another man in Macarthur Square. The thought of jealousy would not cloud my mind, my love no longer lingers for her or any but for Lyssa, my love is special and made for an eternity.

After my conversation with Lyssa Keith called me back and told me to be ready as Ralf is coming to pick me up and Binh and himself will be in the car. Having a shower I dressed myself, put some nice smelling mousse in my hair, some Cool Water cologne all on my face and down my Chest and I dressed myself in jeans and my nice blue work shirt. Saturday night was my night to impress and with that shirt I thought I would have a chance to be noticed. Pulling up to my house I had Keith help me pick my shirt and then we were off.

The trip to Penrith Panthers on Saturday night was tedious but enjoyable as we all sang songs like last week. The four of us were excited to be heading for the largest club in NSW or so they say. Ralf wanted to visit Preston while he was near Richmond so parking his car at Penrith Panthers and noticing all the hot chicks walk past we made our way inside. The same security guard was there and he smiled as we showed our identification. Standing in line for tickets we realized that tickets were $15 and having saved $12 I borrowed the rest from Keith.

When all our tickets were bought we made our way back to the car but the only person content to travel to Richmond was Ralf. Keith knew that as soon as we got there Ralf would fart ass around like he had been doing for the whole day with me but as Ralf noted “It’s my car and we go where I want, if you don’t like it, get out.” Trying to start a rebellion we were thinking of walking back into Penrith Panthers and letting Ralf drive up to see his brothers but we all chose to stick it out. The trip there was longer than I thought but that was due to Ralf’s bad sense of direction. Mine is none better but half an hour to get to Richmond was just a bit too much. While driving there Keith told Ralf that we had to be back before 11:00 p.m. or else we won’t be allowed in. Everyone was suckered into believing Keith’s story but it helped us get there quicker.

Once we arrived at Preston’s house he jumped out of the car, greeted him and then shared a smoke near the house. While Ralf was gone Keith said “Don’t get me wrong but I wish Ralf had never met his two brothers, they’ve done nothing but dig him further and further into trouble.” That is fairly true, he started smoking because of them and he lost his license because of them but who am I to be judging that without the facts. Our fears were almost realized as Preston told Ralf he wanted to come with us to Penrith Panthers despite being 17 years old. Observing Preston on the dance floor trying to dance was something I didn’t want to picture but we were all glad of the turn of events. Preston had an extra friend and all of us couldn’t fit in Ralf’s car so we had to leave him behind as we headed off.