Shawn and the Wedding Gossip
Shawn came down a little later and used the payphone to call Tessa who is still getting married. Shawn made plans to see her on Thursday for some reason, what’s he trying once again to do. Last night I also found out that Tessa doesn’t want me going over to her house because of what I had done to Phoenix’s mum but I have reason to have done that.
Keith drove Tatton and Shawn to Tatton’s house so he could pick up the car and while they were gone Simon and I walked around the corner to where the runs were supposed to be happening eating the confectionary that we had both stolen from Tatton’s store. Ali wasn’t around the corner as I thought he would be and I was wondering if Lyssa was with Ali for Tuesday night but it turns out she wasn’t.
Waiting on Queen Street
Keith came back down just as a Toyota T18 with Turbo drove up the street. Ali supposedly also drove past Queen Street as we waited around in Keith’s car for Tatton and Shawn to bring their car down. When Ali drove past the other car that was near us with a couple of people around it started saying things like “Was that Ali that drove past, how come he didn’t stop.”
To me it sounded like they intentionally mentioned his name loud enough so I could hear it and it also sounded like they were kissing his ass. That’s when I thought that this Stan guy that is Ali’s front seat man now and supposedly knows me was in that group. Looking around for his freckly face I noticed a couple of people looking over at me like they knew me but they did nothing of it.
Jumping into Keith’s car once again in the front seat leaving Simon the dump in the back we headed out when Shawn and Tatton arrived. There was no real destination as we drove around so we made our way to the Subway. While there I bought myself some small hot chips and once again put my two cents towards the economy. Not sure about the whole content of the conversation but I remember defending Gridiron against Australian Rugby saying that it was more of a harder game. I also started competition against Cricket and Baseball arguing that Baseball was much more of a tougher, harder, exciting and enduring game.
Prank Calls and Gianna
For an hour we kept ourselves there and then as we drove towards Campbelltown we came up with the idea of heading to my house where we could start pranking people. The list came alive as we tried Nut Sucking Nadia, Tabitha and Mandy around 1:30 a.m. Both of them were asleep and neither of them could talk at that time of night. Shawn came up with the idea of giving Gianna a call and against my best interests I looked for her phone number, which I still had (And just for good measure incase I lose it and want to prank her here it is (02) 9560 1223).
Asking that none of our names be mentioned out of fear that she would start calling me everyday once again I had Simon talk to her first which was then put on to Tatton who put on a gay fake voice. There he sat talking to Gianna who was in turn talking to a total stranger. Our plan was to say that her name was plastered on a site on the internet along with her picture and some other details so that left us in the clear.
There she was telling Tatton once again how she was mugged at Minto and the time she ran naked in the Graveyard in front of some guys, all this to someone she didn’t even know. Gianna truly is a character and as Keith gave her his mobile phone to ring for authentication she gave him a call. In that time I used my home phone and disguised my voice saying “The person on the other phone, that’s Tatton”. How stupid was I to let that slip out when I meant to use his fake name ‘Zane’.
Gianna Catches On
Hanging up my phone in disbelief of my stupidity she hung up the phone on Tatton and then five minutes later she called Keith’s mobile phone again. Now Gianna was onto our plans and as we talked to her normally and Tatton revealed that I was also there she started spinning bullshit about how she thought we had been pranking her for the last couple of weeks and how she was going to get a trace on her phone, so what.
Jumping on the phone one more time before we hung up on her I asked her if she hated me and she basically despised me still for having Lyssa talk to her on the phone and bringing her into another one of my mind games. Hanging the phone up on Gianna probably an hour after we talked with her we figured what to do. Keith had already left during the conversation so that left us with only Shawn, Tatton and Simon.
Photo Albums and Crude Remarks
The time was past 2:30 a.m. and for the next two hours we looked through the photo albums remarking about things we used to do in the olden days. One factor that came up was Nina and how she told Tatton that her and Keith didn’t have sex but me and her did. Still to this day I deny ever having done anything with her that chilling day of empty expectations and I will keep that secret to my grave, at least from Tatton and the rest of them.
Simon commented and in his wording “Gee Lyssa has big tits” as he looked through the photo album. That uneased me a little and then I said “If you’re going to sit here and talk about my girlfriend say it in a nice way”. “You should take it as a compliment” Simon noted but then rephrasing his first sentence he uttered “Lyssa has a nice pair on her”.
That wasn’t as forward as his first comment but as Tatton tried to bring one of his crude remarks out I told him to shut his mouth. There was two sides to this now though because for so long no one has dared say anything about Lyssa let alone her body. For all this time I thought that they must have hated Lyssa but I found out after last night that they thought Lyssa was attractive which I have known all my time.
Tatton commented along with Simon that Penelope was the one they hated and looking through my photo album they described her as ‘A female version of Ali’. Both of them were scrawny and though the both of them seemed to think that Penelope was a toothpick they also made the claim that Penelope looked more like a guy than a woman with her face and physique. Harsh words you might think but I never thought them, I only transcribed them to my Diary.
Waking to Lyssa’s Call
Nearing 5:00 a.m. the three of them left for home and that gave me time enough to sleep. Waking up around 1:00 p.m. still lying in my bed I was called by Lyssa half an hour later from work. Lyssa had the internet and was happy to talk to me while she browsed some photo sites for Jenny McCarthy and some other names I popped out at her. Lyssa brought up Saturday and asked if I was still going and I told Lyssa if she was still sleeping over my house.
Thoughts then changed as Lyssa told me she needed her own house and her own bed to feel refreshed for the day so she asked me to sleep at her house. Knowing that I would have to sleep in the lounge room where her mum or brother could walk in I told her that I didn’t want to do that so we called off our day together on Saturday and Lyssa’s night over my house for Friday.
Lyssa didn’t show her anger that much but she shouldn’t have been at all because I told her I would accompany her to the City if she slept at my house to wake me up in time. I’m not even allowed to enter the building that Lyssa is getting her modeling shots done at so I’ll only be Lyssa’s escort to the City and hopefully back home, not really worth the hours waiting once there…
A Quiet Night of Waiting
Lyssa had to jump off the phone and her excuse was because it was time to jump off Reception but she still had ten minutes left. That didn’t bother me as I jumped off the phone, had a shower and then walked upstairs to start eating on the food that my parents had bought for the fortnight. For the rest of my day I lounged around my house and while mucking around on my computer and reading my Diary entries for my past workouts I came up with the idea for the CD’s that I am going to burn in the future.
Around 7:30 p.m. is when I finished with that and Lyssa gave me a call and now after all this explanation here I am. Now I wait upon Lyssa to call me back and just having given her a ring and now being 10:00 p.m. it’s been more than half an hour that Lyssa predicted Penelope and Bielka would be over for.
Lyssa is still going to give me a call later tonight and I am still going out with Keith tonight when I give him a call after my conversation with Lyssa. Well, the time is now to head back to when Lyssa’s birthday was and try and search for that poem and my thoughts around it while it had been written…
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.
