Yo, yo, here we are again, poppin, ass droppin. Listening my way through some Ice Cube, you know da shit that be coming outta da homies mouth, smelling that bud. The plans for tonight are as follows, we are headed for the Catholic Club and what’s more I found out exactly what happened last night and how Shawn dogged us. Shawn and Tatton deliberately turned off so we would see them and also turn around. When we did they made their way back to Campbelltown and drove to Tatton’s house. When I called Tatton’s house they were both there and when I asked for Tessa’s number they didn’t give it to me.
Pretty doggy you might think so far but when we headed to Shawn’s house they had just made it there a couple of seconds before and they jumped in the bushes to hide from our view, the both of them. The lights were off and I was going to get out of the car to ask Shawn if he had Tessa’s number since he was supposed to be at home. When Keith and I left Shawn and Tatton went out and they boast that they went fishing but who goes fishing in the middle of the night and dogs their friends for it. I say they went to Phoenix’s house because Tatton knew that we went to Phoenix’s house for the night, Dogs.
Tonight there is a bit of confusion around what’s happening but let’s sum it up. Keith and Ralf came over my house around 6:00 p.m. while I was still having a shower and getting ready for their arrival. Sitting in my room Keith told me about the dog act from Shawn and Tatton and their reason for dogging us was that Tatton was angry by the way I treated Phoenix. Stank ass pussy deserved it but time passed and Ralf became a bit impatient so we jumped in the car. Heading to Ralf’s house we visited Ace where he works at Bradbury Pub and after a little discussion of what we were doing for the night we headed for Ralf’s house. Ralf wanted to go home and get changed and Keith was going to leave me at Ralf’s house while he also changed but I know better than to sit around patting the dog and watching Fox. Instead I got myself a lift home as I had things to do also, like eat, call Lyssa and put on some Cologne. Changing my clothes once again I gave Lyssa a call but she had already gone out at 7:00 p.m. which disappointed me. That doesn’t even give Lyssa enough time to apply her make-up, maybe she’s going to the Catholic Club tonight, maybe not.
Keith also told me to bring a small amount of money with me as we are also traveling to Sizzler’s to eat our fair share of food. From there we are headed to the Catholic Club. Keith wants to dog Shawn and Tatton tonight to get back at them by having everyone say we are traveling to Liverpool RSL and while we travel there (Or some bullshit like that) we will lose them and dog them. I say, what’s a better dog than tomorrow night, dogging them on the way to Penrith Panthers or say we’re not going and then leave them out of the plans when we do go. If I was getting back at them that’s what I would do for revenge.
Today was a strange waking up day for me. After waking up at midday I went back to sleep and slept until 2:00 p.m. That shocked me in a way but having myself something to eat I started playing the computer for two hours. As time passed to 5:00 p.m. I went to sleep for half an hour and that’s when Keith gave me a call telling me what’s happening for the night. Having myself a shower the rest of the chronology took over. Now that’s all I’m writing for the day’s events because I have food ready to eat and Keith should be coming back to pick me up real soon…
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.
