A Stakeout With Terrible Driving (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: November 27, 1998

Tatton Learns To Drive

For the rest of the night Tatton just drove us around for practice but as he needed all his concentration just to drive he didn’t know where he was going half the time. Shawn told us how he hit his uncle’s car accidentally the same day and because he was angry with himself he bashed at his driver side door and dented it some more.

Shawn and I had some fun in the back seat as every time Tatton almost stalled the car causing it to bunny hop I noticed everyone’s head moved back and forth with the hopping except for Tatton’s head which was firm and stiff.

Tatton was so tense when driving that this was the proof and as I made it aware to Shawn in the back seat and he made the car hop next we both noticed the same thing and started cracking up for the next ten minutes in the back seat. Tatton decided to do some burnouts for the very first time in a park where there were people watching as they were getting it on. The car started to stall much more and as it kept turning off Tatton decided it was time to head home.

Stalling All The Way Home

Dropping off Shawn first it was made evident that Keith would have to walk home from Tatton’s house but he didn’t like that at all. As Tatton’s car kept stalling on the way to dropping me off Keith mentioned for Tatton to drive to Keith’s house so he could get out his car and he would drive everyone home as Tatton left his car at Keith’s house.

After some succession in stalling we made it to Keith’s house and on the way there Keith informed me that Ace had sold his car to Bielka for $14000. Keith took out his car and Tatton insisted on taking his car home so I jumped in the front with Tatton and with that we took both cars to Tatton’s house and then Keith gave me a lift home.

The time was around 2:00 a.m. when I arrived home and since then I mucked around on my computer and done some of my Diary entry. The stupid thing about finishing my entry was that I was feeling real tired but yet I kept myself up until 9:30 a.m. because I kept playing the computer.

A Day Lost To Sleep

Today I was supposed to go with Keith to Parramatta so we could both apply for a position with the temping agency for work at the Franklins store in Ingleburn, big money. Keith gave me a call at midday but because I was extremely tired I kept sleeping. The time was 5:00 p.m. when I woke up and since then I’ve just been sitting at home, no one’s called me yet and I’m not expected a call until 8:00 p.m. or after…

Friday 11:36 p.m.

Two Roads Ahead

Dreams, ambitions, an aspiration to succeed opposing my desire for a normal life. What dreams may come is up to my hope’s craving and to compare my dreams to a normal life, I don’t know what to ask for. In this day and this age it is hard to aspire for what you believe in, what your hopes make you fantasize about and what your desire yearns for.

Appetite opposing purpose, longevity without direction, standing here with two roads to embrace with decisions. In one direction I can see myself forgetting of my dreams and comforting my still content thoughts. These thoughts are of living with pride, myself with employment and that of my wife and children sitting at home, awaiting my smiling face to greet them when I come home.

That of living comfortably with enough money to own my own home, my own car and to keep my lady happy for life. The second road leads to live a fantasy, to work with computers, write lyrics and become an Australian Music Producer famous for my work. A road of fortune, fame and once again, a loving family. Appetite asks of only one as appetite is only needed for this second road. What I ask myself now is how will my life turn out and where will this road take me. So trivial but so foreign to understanding, we don’t know but can only hope…

Lyssa's Funny Little Run

Tonight Lyssa hasn’t given me a call so that makes another night without conversation but with thoughts of her in my mind I have enjoyed the vivid reminders of our memories in the past. Moreover, when I ran to the toilet I remembered how Lyssa used to run playfully away from me at her house, my house, anywhere. Her running style is unique and every time I reminisce of it, her hands fluttering half bent and side to side as she takes little steps and holds a smile on her face with awkward concentration, it just makes me laugh and love.

While running upstairs I imitated Lyssa’s jogging waddle and upon coming back downstairs I couldn’t help but to laugh at how comical it looked. Lyssa really is cute, in all the ways possible and that is just another moment I can bring forward to my Diary and now remember for all of eternity and for the life of my existence.

A Lonely Friday Night

Tonight as you can probably tell has fallen into a little quandary. This dilemma is due to the fact that Keith is out with Tamsen dining at some restaurant, Shawn and Ralf are at a family gathering in the Catholic Club, Simon isn’t finishing until midnight where he goes home and Tatton is at home doing nothing like me.

Tonight as I suspected is going to be lonely, almost as lonely as Keith’s honesty towards Tamsen and my remembrance of tonight as forgotten as my memoirs of Jewell and our now relationship of nothing. Yes, I doubt I will go out and for that I am punishable by exile in my room. Any other night and my staying home wouldn’t have mattered that much but tonight is Friday night, a possible good time where everyone is out, all except for me and Tatton…

Tomorrow I have working out to look forward to and after that, I am hopeful that we will travel to the City or some other place but I’m not sure as to what’s happening for that night. Still, I have none more to say so I should save this space for importance. So be it, I’m off now to have a shower, eat some food and then lounge on the computer for the rest of the night.