Simon finished on my phone inside and locking my front door I proceeded to jump into Shawn’s car, as there was no one in the front seat. Ralf was with Keith and Simon was all on his lonesome and feeling like we didn’t have our plans sorted out for the night we made our way to Simon’s house. As Simon made his way straight to his house Shawn drove the other way on St Johns Road because I wanted to pursue the group of girls and see if there were any attractive one’s there to my liking. Nearing the roundabout that heads to Airds High School we noticed the girls and with Keith trailing behind us we pulled over next to them. Shawn told me to say something and I blurted “Do you know where St. Johns Road is.” It clicked that we were on that street when one of the girls in the group told us we were on it. “Oh, Okay then” I said to them and thanking them I glanced through the crowd of girls. Apart from the girl that talked and waved goodbye to us I noticed a peroxide blonde in the group, around sixteen years of age and as she glanced over at our passing car she looked baby face hot. There was none more said to the girls because I wasn’t prepared but a smooth mind is always prepared for any situation, I have to remember that.
Reaching Simon’s house we parked our cars and knocking on the front door we were surprised that there was no answer. The lights were on and as we knocked again Shawn took out one of his keys and opened the screen door literally breaking into their house again. Keith being the pervert sought Simon out and walking to the bathroom while he was having a shower opened the door. Simon pulled the shower curtain over his body almost instantaneously but that wasn’t long enough for Keith to notice Simon’s dick, which he was planning on all that time. Shawn for a joke and to extend the irony of the situation also walked to the bathroom door and glanced inside at a wet chubby body covered by plastic.
Upon coming out of the shower we all sat in Simon’s lounge room trying to figure out what we were going to do for the night. As far as we were all concerned there were three choices and only two sounded good to me at the time. There was the ever most frequent choice, the City where we could visit any nightclub, there was Wollongong where Waves Nightclub is located and then there was Penrith Panthers. There was no direct decision made so to fool around and waste more time as it reached midnight we decided to play rock, paper, scissors for the choice. Being sarcastic we kept changing what we wanted to play for. Everyone had their hands out and at one stage I was playing for Belgrade, and others were playing for Bosnia, Serbia, Croatia, Albania and Ukraine. Then we changed it to Lebanon with Lebanon, Malta, Turkey and Jordan. There was also a game connecting each of us to a part of Australia but finally we played the real McCoy and it turned out that we were headed to my least favorable destination, Penrith Panthers.
Having finally picked our destination we then had the hassle of picking who was driving. That was sort of ongoing from the start of the night and it pissed everyone off. Ralf was drinking and it was funny when he started to get a little angry. Avoidance was a virtue to pick a driver but as Shawn told us he was tired and going home it was evident that Ralf, Keith, Simon and I could fit in one car and Simon’s car was chosen for that job.
Shawn left on his way and as our car headed off him and Keith had the thought of giving Phoenix a call to see if she also wanted to come out. Keith just doesn’t know when to give up with his sidelining infatuations but as they didn’t get a hold of her on the phone Simon thought he would try her at work, at ‘The Black Stump’. Fancy what we had seen as we pulled up, Shawn also pulling up in his Festiva. What a dog act that was, lying about being tired and going home to pick up a girl. That was forgivable, at least I didn’t really give a shit. Ralf and I didn’t want Phoenix coming out with us thinking that a woman amongst friends would create chaos and conflict between allegiances. Simon however stepped out of his car and into the store before Shawn had a chance to so he could invite her out instead of leave her with the ulterior motives of Shawn. That worked but the only problem was Phoenix jumped in with Shawn, not to Simon’s plan. Jumping out of the car I walked to the front entrance of ‘The Black Stump’ and started poking faces at the girls inside who must have thought I was weird.
Shawn now wanted to head for Penrith Panthers and from not wanting to take his car to now being eager was a big change all made possible by a hoe. Before we drove anywhere exciting we stopped out the front of Phoenix’s house where she told us she was going to get changed. Simon decided to speed up and with childish mind freaks focused on claiming the upper hand he got there before Shawn, and as we waited there for a couple of minutes too long Simon’s impatience had him ringing Phoenix’s phone. Everyone had thought Shawn had done the harry on us trying to lose us and save Phoenix for himself and it was true as they had stopped off at a petrol station that wasn’t open. However, they were on their way back to Phoenix’s house and as she arrived we all jumped out of the cars waiting for her to get dressed. Inside she was for at least half an hour and getting bored outside, the music was pumping and I was doing handstands. Ralf was shining around his red laser and Simon was sitting inside his car with the rags because Shawn’s car system was on and Phoenix’s parents were asleep. Simon has a fascination with Phoenix and even though he knows he can’t get her he’s as persistent as Tatton but in a nicer and more friendlier way. Tatton’s just a freak to women whichever way you want to put it. The day Tatton becomes smooth and nice with a girl instead of treating her like a piece of grope-friendly meat he can never touch is the day I create the technology for “Espography.”
Upon finishing her makeup routine she jumped into Shawn’s car and we finally headed for Penrith. Finally we arrived around 2:00 a.m. and jumping out of the cars Simon finally realized that he had left his license at home. Stupid boy practically ruined the night for all of us and as he tried to sneak in the doors he was asked for his license. The ironic thing about that is the confidence in Keith and I allowed us to walk through without being asked but everyone else was. That’s when we also found out that Ralf couldn’t get in because his license had expired and looking at my license I realized that I only had until the end of this month before my license expired. So now two people couldn’t walk in and just from the foyer where I was standing I could see so much beautiful and sexy girls walking around. They were all wearing one or the other of two of the hottest pieces of clothing. The best of the girls were either wearing three quarter pants (Better known as Caprice) or they were wearing skirts with (I shit you not) splits that cut all the way up to the leg leaving only an inch of material.
Sadly, we had to walk back out and it shitted me that this was my first time to a great club and I wouldn’t get to see it. Keith and I walked inside for a quick look as everyone else made their way to the cars and noticing three levels and a glass elevator we made our way to the top level and then down level by level. There were heaps of pokies and also a mechanical horse game. Every corner I turned there was a beautiful woman and I found it so easy to talk to people there. Only two or three people I talked to there and none of them were my age but there was this fairly attractive 26 year old I held a short conversation with, I approached her. Checking all the beautiful girls in skirts we made our way to the exits and back to the car where the rest of the sorry lads were waiting.
Shawn had grown close to Phoenix by now standing next to her as if he was staking his claim but he did nothing for that whole time and probably nothing for the whole night too. With two people not able to come in Keith and I were eager to reenter and making arrangements we planned for everyone to drive to Ralf’s brother’s house and then to come pick us back up when we called. Keith was taking a big risk leaving his mobile phone with them and I wanted a bit of extra security like Shawn’s car keys but he didn’t give them. They all left agreeing that they would come pick us back up when we gave them a call and with that we made our way back to the entrance. Keith’s aim was to enter the nightclub there and not having enough money for both of us Simon decided to lend me $5 asking me to pay back. No one else wanted to come in with us but Keith and I were content with being virtually by ourselves.
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.
