Prank Calls Begin
Restlessly anticipative for Ralf’s call we decided to prank two phone numbers out of the blue and Tatton had priority of making a fool of himself. From those calls we decided upon calling a number from my list. Rather I thought it would be funny to call Nut-Sucking Nadia as Simon bragged to Shawn before that he got onto her one time long ago. That would explain why she always had a pleasing attitude towards him but hey, that’s why we rang, to find out. Nadia wasn’t home so out for some blood we called another number, this time it was Kelly.
Tatton once again had the first talk on the phone, they had trouble trying to guess who he was because they didn’t know him. Kiki was on the phone first but then who I think is the dumbest of the three sisters jumped on the phone. Tatton had his talk using ten different names to conceal his identity. Finally getting on the phone myself I talked with but she couldn’t distinguish my voice but almost as immediately as I spoke my first words to Kiki she knew it was me.
Kiki Knows My Voice
Her hunch was correct and slowly I started to reveal my true identity, she had me. What surprised me is that Kiki knew the sound of my voice ever since we last talked on the phone which was just after breaking up with Jewell. What’s more, Kiki sounded enthusiastic to talk with me as she asked how my girlfriend was probably hoping that I would reveal I was no longer with her.
Shawn then jumped on the phone trying to see if they could figure out who he was but he had no hope in getting recognized. Mandy called the house phone with her mobile phone and placing us on hold they then hung up our phone call. Nice little trick but I called them back soon after and once again talked to Kiki who was seemingly respondent to my conversation. Nothing more than concealed chit chat was talked about and once again as I handed the phone to Tatton they hung up on him because he was doing his disastrous gay voice impersonation.
Tessa Takes the Bait
Next on the list was Tessa and boy is she dumb. Shawn spoke to her first and with Shafiq’s there we were set to have some fun with her. Tessa didn’t want to speak with me because I always pretend I am the Devil to her and she gets spooked and she just didn’t like Tatton. I guess it would have been a good idea to give Tessa a call yesterday because it was Halloween but that chance is now gone.
Tessa informed Shawn that she was now working at a Restaurant in Liverpool and finally letting down her guard I spoke to her. My conversation wasn’t very favorable to her intelligence but she tired to the best of her dim witted ability to keep up with my tongue. Intelligence must be like a foreign tongue to Tessa where aptitude holds no favors to the thoughts she speaks. What I learnt of our conversation was that Tessa is getting married in six years to Shafiq and she doesn’t even have a ring yet.
Jumping on the phone myself my deluded mind tried to persuade Tessa to have sex with someone before she gets married so she doesn’t end up being an abusive mother. Sure it’s a load of shit but we figured because Tessa is so dumb she would somewhat believe it. And yes, I know I’m putting a lot of shit on someone that’s purely sane but tends to act mentally challenged but I’m not thinking of committing to her in any way or form so I’m in the clear.
Boy would I be in trouble if I ever in my inconceivable thought went out with Tessa. Baby, if you’re reading this I guess I’m sorry for thinking you’re the dumbest person on this face of the earth, he he he… No really, I tried to convince Tessa to have sex with Phoenix and if she thought it would harm her marriage with Shafiq then I told her to invite him into it for a threesome. Tessa was too timid to be approaching Lesbianism let alone the thoughts of Bestiality we were trying to conjure in her mind so we announced another proposition, which Tessa once again cast aside.
If Tessa was too timid to have sex with a woman I suggested watching Phoenix and Tabitha go at it with Shafiq around and if she then felt the need she should go ahead and fuck both their brains out. Just incase all you out there are reading this, I was only being sarcastic and fucking with her mind but I’m not sure how her mute mind would have taken it. Let’s all just hope for the sake of sensibility that Tessa never marries Shafiq because really, how fucken stupid is that.
Marley Picks Up
The next phone call was to Marley whom I haven’t spoken to for over a year and so much had resurfaced in this conversation. Once again letting Tatton speak first he tried to make Marley believe that he was Rory or some shit which I found she has grown to hate him on the basis that he thinks he’s all that.
After Tatton had his two minutes of talking I took over the reigns as I had Marley try and pick out my voice. It didn’t take her long and for the next hour we chatted on the phone. The conversation between Marley took so long that Shawn and Tatton decided to leave for the movies to watch a movie. Walking them to the door I told them to come over later in the night, which they ended up doing.
Marley and I talked about how we had seen each other three weeks ago at Macarthur Square and then a week or two later at the Catholic Club. Informing me of her being a hair model every year we talked of the past and relived some memories of people we knew. Stiffy still calls Marley and she told me that since going out with Stiffy she hasn’t been single for more than a month, that’s a good thing for her.
Right now she’s been going out with a guy for three weeks but she didn’t sound too keen on him. Supposedly Marley had cut her hair short and dyed it redder, which is the color that drives me wild. Trying to make arrangements to get together some time Marley told me that because of her obligations to College where she is studying Psychology in her second year and also working on her exams she won’t be ready for plans until the 24th of November.
Plans for a Meeting
That is the date when all her exams are over and the next day is her birthday. We talked about Marley’s friends and I joked about being set up with one of them. Loose plans were made for me to see her at the Catholic Club this Friday night but I’m not sure if we will meet up with each other. It would be good if at the end of this month when we do meet that I either get closer to her and get onto her in some way or we start going out in groups together.
It would be a good idea to get out of the usual friends I hang out with and visit a club with her friends every now and again besides, I do know her brother, he’s the one who supposedly stole Lyssa’s purse I think. Marley told me how she was thinking of me a couple of days back and how she wants me to keep in contact with her because she really missed our conversations and the depth in which we talked. Despite her having a boyfriend Marley told me that she will give me a call when this new week is over, some time next week.
Calling Phoenix
With Shawn and Tatton gone I thought to give Kiki a call back and speak to her decently but as I jumped on the phone and tried to be cheeky with whoever I was talking to call waiting rang and there was another call on the line so they told me they had to go. Guessing that fate was telling me not to speak to Kiki I tried one more number on my list hanging on my wall, that of Phoenix.
Calling her house the number was no longer available so I tried her mobile number and hoped she would answer, yes it was her. For some reason my confidence wasn’t that great as I remembered how she was intimidating for the fact that I thought she was so attractive. For that reason I came out with only one tone in my voice and to her I would have sound like some deranged old boyfriend that was seeking her out so I was glad when she told me she had to get off the phone.
Fate and the Future
My night of fate has led to a breed of faith in my future. When I extend my hand I reach a far distance and grasp so much erudition of the distant future but the reality is to play in the numbers, to play it day by day. Too many times I hear my mind ask phantom questions of the future and tonight after I brought so much of my past preceding the lost years I thought of Jewell.
I asked myself this “Will I ever let myself get back with Jewell in the future and is it possible that our love can flourish once again from both sides”. There is only one real answer to that question and it begins with Jewell coming to realization of her feelings and acquainting me. Arrogance of mine holds a grudge to forgiveness and I will not be one to forgive. Let alone the chances that were held in front of me at such wrong times, even if Jewell comes to me and begs for a triumph of passion will I let her back into my existence.
Arrogance favors none, that is the trademark of me and for crossing that line you shall see what you have seen so many times before, loss of respect. Those thoughts of Jewell and I were asked of me tonight and of the future I gave no answers, just transparency. With the growing day showing no sympathy to my chances of finding someone new I can only hope that it gets easier as time goes by and as my mistakes are learnt.
As yet, my mind is too fragile to consider my confidence being challenged by a stranger, a girl that could reject me and we all know I hate rejection. My only hope is to broaden my horizons, find someone new, someone who can understand me like Lyssa did, someone who I can trust, someone who grants no favor to adultery and one who is beautiful within as well as without and is equally intelligent for my mind to soak upon such abundance with love.
Movie Night Without Me
For the rest of the night as I was watching television Shawn and Tatton made their way to my house. The time was 9:00 p.m. and they both told me how they were headed to the Cinema’s in half an hour to watch ‘The Negotiator’. In my room we hung around for fifteen minutes watching television and then it was time for them to go. Tatton invited me down but I told him that I had already seen it and I hate watching a movie twice unless it was exceptional.
Besides, I thought I was going to get an early night tonight so I can head to the City temping agencies tomorrow, that still might happen. Keith just called me ten minutes ago as the time is now 12:30 a.m. He asked if I knew where Binh was today because he tried giving him a call today but I knew nothing of it. Now that my whole day has been explained for Sunday, the newest chapter and beginning of a new month, I shall explain now the last day of October.

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.
