Writing Is A Chore
Nothing has been routine in my Diary for the past couple of days, that is unless you count my not being bothered to write about my simple days. Even now it is hard to write in my Diary but you know I’m going to blame it on the new fad, ‘Biorhythm Cycles’. Well, the day has been long and troubling at times but there are some good memories to remember and some new beginnings for the new year.
Another unexpected occurrence happened today that had me speeding up my workout and dashing out the door to meet Lyssa in the City. Why I even bothered meeting her in the City after examples of what can happen (That did happen) I don’t know but what I do know is that it was a laden day. Man, I really don’t want to write in my Diary right now but I feel that I must as the job has to get done some day.
When is this drought of words going to end that caused by my mind forbids me to seek pleasure or satisfaction in any part herewith. Well as you can tell I had to stop writing merely because I was getting tired of writing in my Diary yet I have nothing else to do so I’m going to have to put up with it for an hour or so.
Lyssa Spots Sienna
My Wednesday started off at 1:30 p.m. as I woke up out of a good sleep. No arms were prickling and no lengths of lines adorned my body. Jumping straight into the shower after something quick to eat I heard my mum running downstairs so I gathered someone had called. Jumping out of the shower minutes later my mum informed me that it was Lyssa who called so I gave her a call back at work.
Speaking to Lyssa she informed me that she had seen Sienna for the day and her words were “Fuck she’s hot, you should see her now.” I believe the explanation was along the lines of being unbelievably skinny but being gorgeous at the same time. Sienna has a long body, long legs, skinny torso and boobs just the right size to what Lyssa would dub her as a model figure. The only thing that Lyssa didn’t like about Sienna was the slight disagreeable nature in her face but she also noted “You should have seen how much people stopped to look at Sienna.”
Later in the day Lyssa told me that she was in the City with Penelope and that’s how they met up with Sienna. It seems that Penelope was talking to some girl that Lyssa didn’t notice at first when she waved to Lyssa. Finally Lyssa clicked and walked over to greet Sienna and also note how different she looks.
Begging Me To Meet Her
Anyway, the purpose of Lyssa’s call was to ask me a question. Lyssa wanted to know if I would meet her in the City after she finished work so we could both go shopping and having heard this tune before I disagreed to it. Lyssa begged me and said her ultimate words of betrayal being “Oh come on, I’d do it for you.” That’s totally misleading though because there were many little things I wanted to do through the day that Lyssa didn’t do for me even though I recited her infamous line.
Knowing that Lyssa would just keep bitching on the phone and be somber about the whole ordeal of me saying no I thought what it would take for me to get to the City. The time was 2:00 p.m. and I still needed to visit the Gym, have something to eat and then I would be able to walk down to the station and catch the train to the City to meet with Lyssa.
The only problem was that all this would take me up until 5:30 p.m. to get to the City. Lyssa’s a bitch when she doesn’t get her own way and her bitchy attitude I hate, I despise it, I loath it. So much as I detest Lyssa’s bitchy attitude I had to live up to who I am and that’s pretty much keeling over to the soft cock persuasion I was receiving.
I knew I didn’t want to go to the City but once again my neurotic disorder of having to see women kicked in. It starts in my mind when I think of what I would be missing out on woman-wise and even though I’m saying no the thoughts keep building up in my mind. Finally I listen to reason in my mind or rather, the mental disorder.
What We Do Not Share
Let me just note now my true feelings that I learn more about everyday concerning Lyssa’s attitude. From what I’ve learnt Lyssa is mostly a bitch and the two of us practically have nothing in common except for having been with each other for so long.
When you think about it Lyssa likes nothing I do and I don’t like much that Lyssa does. We don’t appreciate the same music, our star signs clash, Lyssa doesn’t appreciate poetry, she would rather gifts from the pocket than from the heart, she doesn’t like going out to where I do, her personality is different and she makes fun of what she doesn’t understand like my achievements in bodybuilding or the fact that I am on a caloric diet now. Lyssa and I are both on a different wavelength and then there’s the sexual aspect of what we had.
Like I read in a magazine today, I like women that aren’t afraid to ask for what they want, a woman that can initiate sex and ask for what they want. Never in my existence of knowing Lyssa has she willfully initiated sex where she would actually start kissing me then undress herself or even me. Instead, it was always up to me to set the standard and even in sex Lyssa would not involve herself much unless my hands placed her hands in the right position.
When Things Go Her Way
If Lyssa doesn’t get her own way then all hell breaks loose. Just like today when Lyssa asked me to the City, when I said no she didn’t even want to know me because she was just being a baby about it. Even when I broke my balls trying to get to the City Lyssa wanted more. She wanted me to sleep over for the night but when I told her that I had to go home to prepare for the rest of my caloric diet and for the next day she had another big bitch, argued with me on morality and then had another cry.
Well, that second time Lyssa didn’t get to me. The reason I didn’t want to sleep at Lyssa’s house was because Kieran was going to be there and I warned Lyssa that I wouldn’t want to be in the same house with him as I would look at him differently and get all on edge.
Lyssa assured me that he wasn’t going to come over but how did she know, she didn’t even talk to him about it. Lyssa’s plan was to stay in the City until Kieran had already been to her house but I knew if Kieran really wanted to stay over he would keep driving over every hour or so until she arrived. For that reason and the reason I stated before about my caloric diet I chose to head home when our day was finished shopping.
A Rushed Gym Session
Jumping off the phone with Lyssa I packed my gear and got dressed quickly for the Gym and around 2:30 p.m. I headed there. Because I felt rushed to meet Lyssa in the City I worked out quicker and the workout only took me a brisk half an hour but I should have paced myself as I could have pulled a muscle. Trying one set of Wide Grip Lat Pulldowns to the back I was revisited by the awkward feeling in my Chest and then did I know that I’ve done something pretty bad to my Chest, something that I hope will heal.
The Gym was going to be the decider of me going to the City even though I was always thinking in my head that I wanted to head for the City. If I lasted a long time then I would ring Lyssa back and inform her that I wouldn’t make it. Lyssa was prepared to wait until 5:30 p.m. so I could get into the City so with that in mind I worked out faster, here is my workout.
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.
