Hello, how are you, I gather you are fine. Well me, just after having myself a workout and now a killer meal, I’m just fine. Today is the last day of the month and I don’t know if I will go out tonight but it won’t really matter. If I don’t go out it will be a good and relaxing way to finish off the month, if I do go out it will just be a consolation prize. Even though I haven’t found myself a job or even a woman this month I am content with the abundance of action that came with it. Just like last month I hoped my cold would finish by the last day and in actuality it didn’t stop until two or three days into this month. This time I will once again hope that my Hay Fever stops by the end of tonight and as I take off my golden chain that I almost lost this month, I shall once again renew my faith.
Last night we shall begin when Keith and Binh came over my house to wait upon Ralf to come pick us all up. Now when I think about it I’m wondering how Keith and Binh came over without having to leave a car at my house, maybe Keith got a lift with his parents. For an hour we sat in my room watching television and talking about the night to come and when the time arrived to 10:00 p.m. we were beginning to wonder whether Ralf was going to come over on time. Already late I gave him a call and answering the phone gathering it was me he said “Yes I know, I’m coming over now, I just have to find my keys.” Sarcastic was my tone back to Ralf and what do you know, in ten minutes he was over my house, he found his keys.
Walking to the front I noticed another car with Ralf and walking down further I noticed it was Shawn driving Tatton’s car with him in it. Tatton and Shawn had bought their tickets as I asked them and jumping into Ralf’s car we headed off. The first stop was at a petrol station where Ralf filled up on some petrol. Arguing that petrol was one cent cheaper down the road Ralf wanted to drive there but Keith was arguing that we were already late enough and didn’t need any more time wasting hassles. Binh gave Ralf one dollar for his deficit to shut him up and as we filled up on petrol we left. Shawn and Tatton kept driving along the highway but we drove to Ace’s house to pick him up. Keith and the rest of them gathered that he would drive his car but with a beer in his hand and a high on life attitude he jumped in Ralf’s car. Binh ran to his house and asked to use his toilet and when they came back Ace sat in the middle of the two of us. Most of the night’s that we go out I’m considered the one that goes to the toilet a lot. When last we drove to Penrith Panthers I went to the toilet every ten minutes, pretty bad. Last night I wasn’t as bad as that but I needed to go a couple of times. I think it’s due to the fact that I drink plenty of water these days due to weight lifting and trying to flush out the bad shit in my system.
The drive to Liverpool was once again the long way of Ralf’s choice and on the way Ace was telling us story’s like how he’s going to take a lady police officer to court because she booked him for parking after hours but let off a mother with three kids. He’s going to sue because she was prejudice against young male offenders but I don’t think he’s going to go through with it, he was only making conversation. Arriving at Liverpool we were having trouble trying to find a parking spot and because everyone was talking in the car and Ralf was trying to concentrate on parking he stopped the car and had one of his ADD fits. Turning his car back on he parked in a two hour spot and from there we walked to the front entrance of JEM’s (Which is the proper spelling for the place).
To the front door we walked, Shawn and Tatton were waiting out the front for us all. Walking to the Security at the front door I was stopped short from walking in because I was wearing Sneakers instead of going out shoes. This pissed me off because I wasn’t informed of what to wear and now Ralf was telling me that he would drive me home to get me some different shoes and Binh was asking me to just come in. It seems that I was allowed downstairs with Sneakers but not in the Night Club so I chose to walk in and survey the area hoping that I could sneak upstairs without getting noticed. Walking to the pokies we noticed Vedat there and some of Ace’s friends seated around playing some pokies. Having to tuck my shirt in I was once again frustrated because it didn’t look that good but after a minute or two we tried getting upstairs. The security at the front door would be able to see me walk up the stairs if they were looking and as we made our way up I gave in my ticket, got myself a stamp. Then, without being seen across the balcony by the security at the front door I walked to the security at the entrance to JEM’s. This was my last test, to look the security straight in the eye, show my stamp and just walk straight in, it worked.
The scene was pumping with people and even though everyone keeps telling me that there was over 1000 people in the Night Club I thought it looked more like 300 people but I could easily be wrong and probably am. Straight away our whole group headed to the middle of the dance floor and even though there wasn’t much good music on to start with I got into the groove. The air conditioning wasn’t as good as that of Penrith Panthers and in ten minutes I was sweating and not really dancing that much. The girls were around us everywhere but once again it seemed to me as if most of the girls were just there to dance or had partners. Arriving at 11:00 p.m. we started our escapade for the night and it was full of dancing, action and fanatics. There were two highlights of our dancing night that I will comment about now.
When some hard rock music came on most of the people in the middle started jumping and being only me, Shawn and Tatton still on the dance floor we also started jumping with the crowd which was Ace and most of his other friends. Half the people on the dance floor started jumping in the air to the music and relating it to a dangerous mosh pit people started to lose balance and jump into other people. I’m sure the danger factor was why the security came in and broke it up pushing most people to the side. For the next three songs there were security standing on the dance floor waiting for another outbreak of bouncing bodies but as we started up again but to a lesser extend the security stood out of our trouble for the rest of the night.
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.
