Lyssa can be pretty bitter at times but listening to ‘Phantom Of The Opera’ right now from a long pause of at least a year I am somewhat calmed. Subdued is my passion to hate right now as I think upon the instruments combined with such passionate vocal chords. In particular I hear the Cello’s (If they are the bass producing violins) and a dream transforms within my mind, of learning to play such instrument along with the Piano. The piano brings such a solo attempt at applause, so divine it can sound but the Cello’s along with beautiful vocal chords can produce sweet bliss, sounds from heaven and that’s what I love about that particular instrument.
Lyssa called me around 5:00 p.m. and a bit surprised by the call I found that she had come home from College and an hour later decided to give me a call. The conversation was fine and once again Lyssa asked what I had done last night. As Lyssa asked I told her that I was at the movies and all that. This is when Lyssa started to get a bit bitter and out of nowhere she decided to tell me about her night and tried to make me jealous about some guy that she thought was real nice. As her story goes, they both got drunk together at the Catholic Club and they ended up being friends after that. Lyssa then told me how she’s talked to him on the train a couple of times and how she walked into General Pants in Parramatta today and he worked there. Lyssa was fearless to tell me that he whipped her on the butt to get her attention, a fact that could have been left out. Because of my night Lyssa tried to get bitter with her wording about this guy that she later told me was fairly unattractive but she made it sound to me like she was really interested in him.
Lyssa then asked if I was doing anything tonight and I was going to leave out the facts incase Lyssa tried to get bitter again. Just informing Lyssa that I might have something to do for the night she kept asking for information so I told her that I might be with Keith tonight, not at the runs but seeing Tatton at Mobil. Lyssa started to then piss me off when she kept asking why I couldn’t forgive Ali for betraying. The reason it pissed me off is because Lyssa is always backing Ali up over me. Lyssa told me that friends come first over relationships and because of that I asked Lyssa a theoretical question. Lyssa really favors her friends so I asked if Penelope and I were both drowning in the water and she had time to rescue only one who would she rescue. Lyssa got really pissed off and refused to answer the question on the terms that it was ‘Stupid’. Anyway, I know Lyssa probably would have chosen Penelope so I don’t really care.
Tuesday 6:49 p.m.
The reason for the sudden halt, Jett just came over my house so that caused for some readjustment. No one knows when I type in my computer and on my Diary because before they approach my room it is switched off. However for some reason it was a bit slow turning off so I had to be slower to the door. Not only that but ‘The Phantom Of The Opera’ was playing really loud and all I could hear was a knock on my window. I feel it’s time now to stop speaking of my conversation with Lyssa as it ended abruptly. Having nothing to say after telling Lyssa not to speak of Ali anymore to me we didn’t talk for minutes and then I thought to end the conversation. When I was saying the words and I said goodbye Lyssa was pretty spiteful and bitter about the whole ordeal and like I usually do to show my anger she hung up the phone immediately.
Far from that now, let me speak of my day and how it started and came to be in these minutes. My day literally started around 9:00 a.m. when I woke up to visit the toilet. In dire need of releasing my inner-held frustration I bumped into my mum. Mum told me that they were visiting Liverpool and wouldn’t be back until the afternoon. With that information I went back to sleep peaceable that sleep would be mine. At 10:30 a.m. my phone rang, how much days of the week does an early phone call bother me. Regardless, I picked up the phone and there was Keith wanting to know what I was up to. Keith wanted to know if I wanted to travel with him to the link to view some jobs. Still moderately sleepy I told him to come pick me up in half an hour, some sleep time.
Placing the phone back on the receiver I gathered that it was time to wake up anyway so I jumped in the shower. Brushing my teeth with the new whitening teeth cleaner I then got dressed in my room and called Keith at 11:00 a.m. to find he was on his way. Readying myself I was picked up within a couple of minutes and we then made our way to the link. While there we viewed some jobs and despite an expansive search on my behalf I didn’t find one job that I was compatible with. On the other hand, Keith had ten or more jobs in his hand that he wanted to check out, will he. In the corner of the room I noticed little Bielka that lived two houses down from Lyssa. Bielka didn’t notice me at first as I looked upon her and receiving no look I made my way outside to enjoy some sun since it was out. The wind was also out and crouching down waiting for Keith to finish his search Bielka came walking out with her friend. Out of my usual reaction I waved to her and called her name and acting surprised (Like she didn’t know I was there) she said hello and came to talk to me. Conversation was bleak, small talk you would prefer to say and it looked as if Bielka wanted to make tracks.
Keith came out seconds later and then we made our way to Keith’s car. Not wanting to end the day but making our way out of the wonderfully basking sun we traveled to Macarthur Square to watch a movie. Feeling that I wanted to watch ‘Can’t Hardly Wait’ we made a clean entry into the Cinema without getting noticed. We’re getting pretty good at this and we’ll only get better. The star from “Can’t Hardly Wait” (Jennifer Love Hewitt) was also in ‘I Still Know What You Did Last Summer’ and when Lyssa and I watched that I thought she had the maddest body, still do. Her body in this new movie was impeccable even though I only got to see most of the top of her body.
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.
