Waving goodbye to Keith, he headed home one way and we made the rest of the journey to the City. Simon and Lucas were set to travel to strip joints and only being 1:30 a.m. we had a couple of hours to wait until they were free. Not sure exactly where we drove to, I think it was under the Harbor Bridge overlooking the Opera House. It was near the rocks somewhere, yep that’s where we headed. Parking the car Ralf and I jumped out and although it should have been a cool night Ralf and I were satisfied with the clothing we had on. Taking a long walk down the long road towards a wharf Ralf and I noticed lots and lots of beautiful girls walking up our way. Deciding we wanted to find out what the large gathering was just at the end of this road we made our way into the thick of the crowd. Looking towards the ocean we noted a boat there and with people just jumping off in their nightclub clothes we gathered that it was a harbor cruise boat where they do actually act it out as a nightclub. That sounded excellent to be on and looking at all the beautiful girls jumping off I knew it would be worth the money.
Ralf kept shining the red beam at people on the boat and they didn’t know where it was coming from. Apart from that we were eyeing the beautiful girls seated under the fence we were leaning on, just off the wharf. Let me tell you, Wollongong and then the City had some very hot looking girls for this long weekend. It makes me wonder what I am missing out on by not going to nightclubs or enjoying this illustrious night life. After half an hour checking out girls they all disappeared into the night and that’s when Ralf and I made our way back to Simon’s car. Simon was trying to play a trick with us by driving away unnoticed but guess what, I noticed him and his dull game.
Deciding to drive to King’s Cross now we noticed at 2:30 a.m. that all the places were already free entry so parking the car a fair hike away from the main street we made our long trek. There was this lady sitting on some steps looking a bit drugged out, somewhat sluggish, nice legs and asking if we had a lighter. Saying no we gave her a smile, she smiled back and there’s more to this story but that happens when we leave King’s Cross. Let me tell it now, coming back home we walked past her once more, still there but this time two dorky guys were hugging her and sitting behind her, slut.
The strip joints were tough to us and somewhat different in taste. At the end of the night and even way before that I thought to myself “This isn’t even second class compared to Eros Theater, this is like five or six classes down.” Once you’ve been to Eros Theater you don’t want to look back, everything else is just a toy. We cruised from one place to another and at Show Girls we were hassled to the max by some pretty good looking waitresses for a drink. Because entry was free they hassle you to the max to buy a drink, that’s how they make their money. There was one stripper that walked up to us after her act and saw that we weren’t too impressed with the place and put a smile on her face asking us to do the same. Adorning my face came a distinct smile, she was happy and pretty large too, in the breast area. There was a pretty large woman on stage but because no one put fake money in her suspenders she didn’t take shit off. There she was dancing around for four songs and nothing was taken off, shame.
Hassled we were only in two or three bars and landing ourselves next door in Models Inc. we were hassled for drinks once again. The older lady came up to me and because the music was loud started talking to my ear. Finding this a bit attracting I done the same thing and there we were most of the times within lips distance from each other. This was a waitress and I don’t think she stripped so I was a bit happy about that but judging the atmosphere I was in I didn’t think nothing of it. The lady did let us off buying drinks but told us that we would usually have to pay a $10 surcharge. Enjoying the naked lady up on stage I kept eyeing the lady that served us. She was being questioned and hassled by the owner and then five minutes later three bouncers came down stairs and we were asked to leave. So peacefully we did leave and entered another strip club for more hopes.
We entered five or six strip clubs and in that space of time we only got to see two girls strip fully down. One of them was decent and the other, well yeah. That’s what you get for free entertainment and I was just thinking how much better Eros Theater was. More relaxed, less demanding and the girls are much hotter, much sexier and much more arousing. Simon was getting tired of seeing nothing and disappointed we walked our way to the car. The rest of the way home was picking on Ralf in the front seat while he was sleeping. As soon as Ralf went to sleep and started to snore I would go to one ear, Lucas to the other and we would whisper things like “Someone’s at the door.” Ralf didn’t wake up to that so then I started to speak louder, louder and then I started to scream out the window and in the car.
On the way home I was getting tired and you all know what happens when I get tired, I get crazy. All the cars that drove past I would have a remark about them and I found it funny how I would stare out everyone in the car or make faces and they would look away. About this time is when we made our stop at Macdonald’s just near the City, home of Lebanese culture. Parking our car we walked inside and like I explained in the last entry with more detail, we became the victors. Ralf only woke up after I touched his hat or his ear. All that time I was practically screaming in his ear to wake up he was sound asleep. Simon and Lucas were cracking up at the fact that Ralf wasn’t waking up. To say something about Lucas, he didn’t have much friends when we visited Wollongong. In fact, much people avoided conversation with him and he looked left out for a little while. I didn’t talk to him because he didn’t let me in his house but after the shit we done to Ralf Lucas was practically laughing along with the rest of us.
Being the first dropped off I jumped out the car and made my way into the house at 5:00 a.m. Brushing my teeth I noticed that the tooth with a small hole was getting a little bigger. Soon I’m going to have to fill that tooth up with a cavity and it’s fucked how that tooth is now rotting away quickly. Even though I’m brushing that sucker two or three times a day and avoiding sugar and outside meals, doesn’t make a difference. The hole is slightly bigger and I predict that by the end of this year I will have to fill that gap.
So that was my night last night, now to speak of the day passed. At midday today I was called by Lyssa and sounding surprised she told me “I wasn’t meant to dial your number, I was meant to call Penelope.” Yep, makes me feel real good doesn’t it. Well there is one positive thing about Lyssa ringing me, she knows my number off by heart so much that it didn’t even occur to her she was ringing me. Lyssa talked with me for a couple of minutes as I told her what we had done last night. Lyssa then told me she had seen us last night drive past and that’s when she noted that she was in Ali’s car with Penelope and Hakim. Lyssa told me about her night, I told her parts of my night and then it was time for Lyssa to hang up the phone.
When that phone hung up and reality kicked in is when I started thinking of Lyssa in such a way and of Jewell later in the day. Actually, I was only reminiscent of Jewell last night and I wouldn’t even call it reminiscent, rather, periodical thinking. For most of my day I didn’t do much, had a shower, ate and thought of traveling to Campbelltown but it was too late. Lyssa traveled to Campbelltown as she noted in our second conversation tonight. So that must have been the reason for the phone call to Penelope, a venture to Campbelltown. Jett came over for the day spent two hours on the phone and then left to visit Min-Su as her dad was going out. Lyssa called in that time and I called Lyssa back as soon as Jett left. The conversation was bleak as Lyssa had friends over. Since then I’ve just been listening to plenty of music and right now my favorite song is ‘Cupid’ by ‘112’. That song just seems to capture the mood of the moment, not with the words but with the energy within the song.
While Jett was here I called Keith to see if his car got back home alright. Keith was still sleeping at 3:00 p.m. but he told me that his car healed on the way home and the same bout of bad luck didn’t happen. Keith is still getting the car checked and he might be coming over tonight. Today I was going to visit the Gym but it was closing too early so tomorrow is the day. Lucky I didn’t spend my money last night otherwise that excitement would have taken away my Gym workout tomorrow. Today I done myself some push ups to keep myself in shape for tomorrow, let’s see if it works. Mum is making me some tender chicken and broccoli, I’m just chilling and soon I will switch on the television.
Television, something I frequently watch these days because I am either out, listening to music, eating or using the computer. As five days have passed and I have already written 54 pages (If this keeps up 300 pages will easily be attained once again) what will the end line be for this Diary entry, deliberate confusion…
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.
