Racing back to Penrith Panthers we made it there before 11:00 p.m. and I was happy. The night was only young as we stepped through the doors, our destination, the nightclub, Evans Theatre. Handing in our tickets we had our hands stamped and from there we made our way inside. The first thing I noticed was this 28 year old dancing with her boyfriend in her 80’s dress. Maybe she was on speed or something but she was moving around all over the place, throwing her hands in the air and looking like a geek standing near the front entrance. The four of us didn’t move that far into the club as I noticed leaning against the fencing for the DJ box that it wasn’t what I expected at all. Like any theatre it had a second floor of seats and the bottom floor had each section separated by tables and an enclosure. All the seats were taken and 2WS was on stage doing their thing. 2WS didn’t really impress me so Binh went for a walk and finding out that 2WS was finishing in 20 minutes I went looking for Binh to buy some time.
It didn’t take me too long to find Binh but once I did we made our way around Penrith Panthers looking at all the sights. The selection of beautiful girls wasn’t as large as the week before but as we made our way to the top level I noticed this hot blonde that looked like she was there to find herself a man for the night and suck him dry while still maintaining her elegance. Following this girl upstairs she took a glance back and me and I gather she noticed that I had a keen eye on her. As she lent over the wall to look at the bottom floor Binh and I walked around the corner a little and done the same. The turn came when I smiled at this girl, with her red top, black pants, slim legs and very blonde hair. Her skin was equally blonde as she showed interest with her eyes upon me while walking past.
Thinking that this would be the last I had seen of this blonde beauty I was wrong. Stopping only a couple of meters from my view right beside me, she discarded her larger friend that was with her and kept looking over at me. This was my chance and now my turn to make the rest of the move but as my hands clamped up and I sweated a little from my palms I found that last move harder than I thought. Still not confident in myself I kept thinking aside to myself, “What is my first line going to be, will she reject me,” things like that. For a couple of minutes she stood there and half of the other reason I didn’t approach her was because some guys were whistling at her. Her patience wore thin and after too long of a wait upon me she made her way downstairs glancing once more upon me. In my head I was kicking myself for being so reluctant for fear of the unknown but later in the night I found she wasn’t all I thought she was. Keith and Ralf came out a couple of minutes later and walking down to them we played the pokies and Keith won his money back for the night.
The blonde kept showing her face and looking down at where I was and as I told my entourage of the happenings Keith decided to be daft by pointing and waving at her. Keith was there to humiliate me but as she kept looking and coming downstairs by herself I kept wanting to walk to her. Even to the point of borrowing some money from Keith incase I asked her if she wanted a drink we walked over to where she was leaning over the balcony on the second floor and sat on the pokies. This was my calling but I never took the opportunity and I’m not that phased over it.
Walking back into the nightclub we stood in the same place as before. It took my words to move us to the opposite side of the room where I had seen some hot chicks and from there Binh jumped onto the dance floor followed by Keith. Ralf was finishing off his drink and somewhat reluctant to jump onto the dance floor I waited as long as I could, I waited for Ralf. Both of us walked onto the dance floor and making a square with each pair facing each other we started to dance. At first I was more embarrassed to move my hips and arms than anything and dancing was awkward. My movements were off beat but I was there to just relax and dance and in time that did happen in a big way. My confidence in dancing was low and I knew that I needed a good song to get me going and some nice dance steps.
Not knowing what moves to do when I reached the dance floor I remembered what Keith told me about the bus move where you move your hands from side to side as if you were driving a bus. From midnight we started our dancing and kept ourselves on the left hand side of the dance floor. My intentions for the night was to get into the middle of the floor where I knew I would be able to dance properly and confidence would be higher. The way I figured, if I had people dancing all around me with no spaces like that of dancing on the side of the group I wouldn’t feel intimidated in any way. Confidence grew with each song and as a succession of R & B found it’s way to the DJ’s box my confidence grew and suddenly I had more than two or free dance steps I had plenty of variations.
There were some hot girls on the dance floor and only one really caught my eye. It’s what I had seen for the whole night and at times I was back to back with her and rubbing bodies in that manner but I think she had a boyfriend. Ralf and Keith left after an hour, sweaty and in need of a drink. Binh and I stayed behind and to be honest, I danced better with just me and Binh because I had less of a crowd to worry about. Binh and I were the dancing duo and this was the best I had danced around that hot girl. Binh and I were facing each other and the hot girl along with her friend were dancing facing each other right next to us. This girl’s body and portions of her facial expressions reminded me of Jewell, small, tight, fragile, small waist, nice boobs, blonde hair, intelligent, pure and with some nice dancing steps. This is the girl I would have loved to dance with but I’m sure her very lucky boyfriend wouldn’t have enjoyed it one bit.
Making our way to the middle Binh and I continued our rage of dance steps and looking around we noticed another hot blonde with a red top looking our way. This girl reminded me of someone in Campbelltown and that could explain why she kept glancing over my way but she might also have been interested. A guy that reminded me of Jean Claude Van Dam was cracking it looked to me like onto Binh. As we moved away from him I signaled to him who was behind me, the girl that looked like Jewell whom I was rubbing bums with. While in the middle of the dance floor I kept bumping hands with this black guy that reminded me of a warm hearted 2 Pac. Him along with his friend were giving out some good dancing moves and as he turned to apologize for bumping into me I tapped him on the shoulder and extending my hand we shook. Turning towards us the four of us then danced together and we shared names with each other. The music was so loud as he tried to ask Binh a question and after three tries he just said, “Where are you from.”
While this was happening a girl jumped up onto the stage with wavy brown hair, about 21 years old and she showed off her dance moves to everybody. They tried to get her off by turning on all the lights and then putting a spotlight on her but she didn’t budge, she was loving it. Then her friend came on stage, black skirt with a split up to her ass, a mad top on that accentuated her boobs. This girl was a hot dancer and her sultry moves almost gave me a boner. Everyone was enjoying these two girls dancing up on stage; that is until the security came and escorted them off.
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.
