Cleaning ourselves up Lyssa put on her clothes and as I put my clothes back on Keith gave me a call back and told me he was on his way from Ingleburn Pizza Hut. Lyssa also called her mum and after a short talk with her Lyssa was leaving with her mum. Needing a smoke Lyssa walked out the front and following her with my shoes and clothes on I sat out the front with her. Lyssa and I hugged some more before her mum came but I was denied a last kiss asked from Lyssa because her mum was also upon us. Walking back into my house I didn’t notice I had no necklace on my neck and found it later it the night where I was lying opposite of Lyssa on the waterbed.
Before Lyssa left I asked her what the best night would have been to her, the most memorable night of sex. Lyssa came back almost immediately with the time that we were over Lyssa’s house, in her mum’s bedroom while her mum was away in America. Carleigh and Kuper were both in the lounge room and because the both of us were very horny we chose to have sex but be very quiet. I remember that night too, it was full of passion and full of quiet movement. I remember grabbing Lyssa’s ass as we were going for it and Lyssa let out a little bit of a shriek while we were pounding away. Myself, I can’t recall the best time but I think it would be best explained in my Diary. What comes to mind is the first time we rented a hotel room and I received my first oral stimulation but I know there are certain times in our sexual lives together where sex was majestic.
For the rest of the night Keith and I made our way to Simon’s house and there we read car magazine for half an hour before Keith wanted to head home because Sports Tonight was almost on. We left around 10:30 p.m. and I got home around 11:15 p.m. Now the time is 3:16 a.m. and I have nothing more to say as the night has been explained to it’s fullest, and only twelve pages to do it…
Friday 6:31 p.m.
It’s been five and a half hours since I’ve been awake now so I hope I don’t have too much to write about. Let me start at the beginning though as I listen to my music and await my dinner to come. Tonight is on, Ralf and I after a waiting ordeal and then a long route to Liverpool bought the tickets for Gem’s Nightclub at Liverpool RSL Club. This afternoon I woke up at 1:00 p.m. even though I could have woken up much earlier. Keith called me at that time and told me that Ralf was supposed to be on his way to my house very soon. Jumping out of bed I had myself something to eat and then started playing the computer waiting for his ass to show up. Ralf was late by an hour and giving his house a call and him not being there I gathered he was doing his own thing. Keith was persistent and agitated that we couldn’t get a hold of Ralf, he thought Ralf was being selfish.
Lyssa gave me a call around 1:15 p.m. as she asked about my night tonight and once again had a whinge to the fact that I never went out with her to Nightclubs and all of a sudden I’m going out for the first time. In my defense once again I can say that I didn’t go to Nightclubs because I wasn’t comfortable then and didn’t want to pick up. Lyssa has brought me out to the idea of Nightclubs and plus, I need to have a place to pick up my next girlfriend, or maybe even a couple of one-nighters. Lyssa is still headed for the Catholic Club so we both have something to do for our night. Yesterday Lyssa and I made plans to visit the beach next Saturday, we also talked about that. Time ran out for us and we didn’t bother saying to each that we would talk tonight because both of us would be too busy. So with that Lyssa and I said goodbye and I guess she will call me on Saturday. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that Lyssa will try and call me very early on Saturday morning just after she gets back from her night. Maybe I’m wrong but she’s done it before when she gets a bit anxious about me.
Friday 7:53 p.m.
Here I am again an hour or more after my last entry. The reason I stopped was because I had to have something to eat and while I was eating Imad came over so I had to turn off my Diary. Answering my door Imad asked me what I was doing for the night and repeatedly asked me if I had any plans for the next couple of hours. Persistent in heading for the movies Imad asked me along but I had to turn down his offer because I still had to get ready and arrange my night at Liverpool RSL. Imad came inside my house however and started calling girls to see if anyone would go with him. After three phone calls and one to a guy called Everett he gave up his quest and decided to go alone. I invited Imad to ‘Gem’s’ but he told me it was full of trouble makers so he didn’t want to go. Then I told Imad that we were also heading to ‘Two Moon Junction’ after 3:00 a.m. so he could meet us there if he was still awake. After half an hour Imad left my house and I had a shower, now here I am on my computer.
To begin with the rest of my day Ralf picked me up around 2:00 p.m. and we drove to visit Keith where he was working in Eagle Vale. Exchanging money so we could head out and buy the tickets they talked for a couple of minutes as I waited in the car. There was a dispute as to who would drive and Keith automatically thought Ralf would drive. Ralf got angry and Keith came back with his well known saying “But I used to drive you everywhere when you didn’t have a car.” Yes, Keith did drive around with a passenger anywhere but like me, Ralf never asked to be driven anywhere, Keith would call him and even pick him up. Ralf decided when he dropped me off that he would drive but he tried to get petrol money out of us, just for driving his car to Liverpool. Ralf told us a week ago that he would drive up to Liverpool without asking for money now he’s trying to say that he said the outskirts were Glenfield.
Ralf can’t drive and has no sense of direction. Well, he can drive better than his sense of direction if you want to complement him in some way. Instead of jumping onto the highway near Woodbine Mobil store he headed up to Woodbine then all the way back towards Campbelltown, up towards Claymore and then past Eagle Vale. Heading past Raby we drove the long way to Liverpool and parking the car near the RSL we jumped out and bought our tickets. While Ralf was fumbling around with his money I paid with mine and before we knew it we were back in the car. The time was 4:00 p.m. when we headed back into Campbelltown en route Ingleburn Pizza Hut.
Ralf wanted to speak with Simon so I jumped out of the car also and got myself a glimpse of Marley (Which was her name all along because I just found out off Simon, it’s not Marisol). The guy that’s selling his Car CD Player to Keith was showing off the system in his car. Looking at Simon I noticed a bit of a difference in his hair, he dyed it orange and it looked funny, like Ginger Megs. Sitting out there for twenty minutes we talked about Liverpool RSL and invited Simon along but he had to get up real early tomorrow for some reason. With that we left and on the way back to my house Ralf bought some KFC. Dropping me off at home I started writing in my Diary and now here I am once again. It’s a good thing these were short entries because I predict I will have a lot to talk about when my night is over. Maybe I’ll get onto someone, maybe I won’t but I know I’ll have fun tonight.
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.
