Refreshed as I walked out of my house I progressively made my way to Campbelltown not caring that the time was 3:00 p.m. and it would get dark even before I started reaching a destination. For the day I had no real agenda, just a train trip to nowhere. Making my way to Campbelltown train station I didn’t buy any tickets and rather waited for an East Hills train to show up. Sitting and waiting for my train I didn’t notice many people there and figured that half of them were at the beach and the other half were at home waiting for the poll results.
Jumping onto my East Hills Train I finally had a small plan in mind. That plan was to travel to Sydenham then catch the next train to Miranda where I can look around the shopping complex. The train trip to East Hills was somewhat calming where no one special was really on the train but there were girls no doubt about that. Ever since that first visit to the beach where I noted that beautiful looking girl and then the tall smart looking girl at Liverpool I haven’t seen anyone else that I would consider going out with. It’s been two weeks that I’ve been looking and I’ve only noticed two girls that would be great for me.
Reaching Sutherland we had to jump off the train for a lateral change and I wasn’t bothered by that one bit. Sutherland was like a newly established home to me where I would like to venture around a bit more and discover some people there. Sutherland could be like my second home but instead of exploring I waited for my train. There were two girls from the train that were being immature for their age and throwing around those sticky hands that cling to anything and laughing. One of them was attractive in the face but had more of a body than I imagined, large. Her and her friend had their eyes on me but as soon as we jumped back onto the next train I rightfully lost them.
Passing Hurstville I noticed a blonde girl sitting on the seats, beautiful as and looking a bit lost looking at our train. Seated on the bottom seats I was glad to notice she had a skirt on and as we passed her legs I also noticed she had black underwear on and a very nicely tanned and beautiful area around her underwear, yep. This girl tempted me to jump off the train just to have a chance (A Chance I say) to say something to her but I kept my seat and was disappointed.
Arriving at Miranda I thought there would definitely be ticket machines around and I was worried that I would have to turn back and head for the train but four ramps down and an exit later I knew I was in the clear. There were no ticket guards or even machines for that matter so Jett could have come with me for the day if we knew that information. Westfield Shopping wasn’t that hard to find either as it was just meters up the street. The time was 5:30 p.m. and I knew that the shops were just about to all close as almost all of them were closed anyway. Despite this actuality I roamed around the four levels there and noticed that the girls didn’t pay much attention compared to something like Macarthur Square. That settles it for me, you have a greater chance to be noticed by the opposite sex closer to where you live. The girls there were half decent with one or two lookers but walking around for half an hour was enough for me.
Making my way back to Miranda station was harder than I thought as I got a little lost. Well not really lost but I walked right around the block following this one girl and then I finally noticed the train signs. Seeing the train line from my position on the road I also noticed the passengers and this one real stunner sitting there on her seat. Sort of a cross between a beautiful Rita and some other hot chick, this girl was gorgeous. Making my way up to the platform I knew with everyone around and me being by myself that I had no chance of making conversation so I just walked past everyone on that platform, glanced at her once and was on my way. Closer up she was much more awe inspiring. With my day almost over and me happy with the outcome I jumped onto the next train headed for Sydenham and noticed that there were cops asking for tickets before jumping on the train. That prompted me to walk further up the train and I was happy to note that they didn’t jump on the train.
Seated where the doors were two good looking chicks but young sat opposite of me and I thought I was in for a good perve but they walked downstairs to some of their friends. For a couple of stations I kept looking down and right at the end where the seats were facing towards me there was this girl that kept looking over. As the girls jumped off that were sitting opposite me and some space came up downstairs on-looking the other girl I decided to sit down there. For the rest of the trip to Sydenham they were mostly in my view and jumping off I was once again swamped by choices. The night was already upon me and even though I had a singlet on and it was night time I wasn’t cold at all.
Waiting ten minutes for my Campbelltown train to arrive I don’t remember much girls except for the black chick but I do remember getting up and moving around a lot. This black girl that I referred to had golden glitter on her eyelids and was maybe one or two years older than me. Having nice muscly legs the thing that really attracted me to her was her breasts. Yep, they were hung very nicely and what I loved about them was that the nipples (Instead of being on the bottom and facing downward) were pretty much erect and were pointing slightly upwards, I loved it. Apart from driving me wild with the thought of her naked we kept glancing over at each other as we were seated with only an aisle to separate us. Once again I was surprised to find she jumped off at Ingleburn and am beginning to ask myself how much beautiful girls do live in the Campbelltown area that I haven’t noticed.
Deciding to walk home I bought myself three pieces of pumpkin as I hadn’t eaten anything since leaving my house. Eating that on the way home I noticed Tod passing me as his car was pumping and near Ralf’s house I don’t think he had seen me in the dark. Still, I had seen Tod later that night as I walked past Bradbury shops to check out a party I had seen at the hall there. This time Tod had his girlfriend in the car and once again he didn’t notice me. Maybe this is on purpose, maybe he just doesn’t see me but this is three times I have seen him since Ali and I had a dispute. And for him not to acknowledge me and avoid me makes me believe that he has been deterred from my friendship as a result of Ali.
Next when Jett and I do travel to Cronulla which will probably be next weekend I would like to stop at Hurstville because I believe there could be some hot girls there also. That is where I spotted that blonde beauty today and noticed her underwear was lightweight and black. Also, the train was going slow enough for me to notice the material her lingerie was made of and that she kept her bikini line hair free.
New news now upon the election is that Liberal has won despite me voting for Labor. So that means that GST could be voted in and we would have to spend more money on buying food and other shit. Since coming home I have been watching television and in breaks of writing here I made a run to Bradbury shops. The reason for this run (That once again lasted all the way to the shops without running out of breath) was so I could buy some rechargeable batteries for my headphones. Mum told me to turn down the radio and I believe that it was time to buy some new batteries. Well, making my way down at 9:15 p.m. I was disappointed to find the shops had just closed and there was no chance of me buying batteries. Right now I am watching John Howard giving a victory speech. I still think that Beazley should have won but he won plenty of seats in the senate so I guess that’s alright. The Coalition has won and that’s all there really is to be said about it. So now my Diary has lived through two elections, the last being in March 1996.
Tonight I feel like doing some more sit-ups and it’s a good thing all this exercise I’ve been doing lately. Not only have I been walking to Campbelltown and jogging to Bradbury shops but I’ve been working out at the Gym and adding small workouts at home when needed. Tonight I’ll do about 50 sit-ups and that would be it for my stomach. My body is getting better, bigger and more noticeable. Hopefully by this summer (Even though it feels like summer now) I will be big enough to be happy with my body and with a sun browned tan, I know I will.
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.
