Phone Calls I Slept Through
Thursday was much more intriguing and testing that the day preceding. Firstly, I was called by Lyssa early in the day, it would have been 11:30 a.m. Despite knowing that I would be asleep she called anyway and insisted that I meet her in the City after she finished work so I could help her go shopping. Firstly, I hate shopping with girls as it’s been tried and tested with Lyssa and I didn’t want to wake myself from sleep just to meet Lyssa in the City and then come straight home where I would have to once again find my own way.
Lyssa got pissed off but she let me go anyway. About an hour later Keith gave me a call around 1:00 p.m. This call was a little more sane as I was just waking up but I still didn’t want to wake up to visit Macarthur Square with him and Shawn. Once again after I talked with Keith Lyssa called me back and as she insisted that I head to the City to meet her as she needs ‘A Male Opinion’ I went off with her.
Harsh words were spoken but luckily not for long. Before I hung up the phone I kept saying goodbye to death ears but seeming she didn’t want to say a word or hear me I just hung up, I gave her the chance. Lyssa is getting to the stage of obsession with calling me. Well, she didn’t call me back for the whole night so I guess my hanging up got through to her…
For the rest of my day I mucked around on my computer and typed in my Diary for a little while finding the time to take my Creatine and eat my daily food as well as drink plenty.
A Spider and a Worms Lesson
Around 9:30 p.m. Keith ended up driving to my house but the only person that got out was Shawn. Knocking on my door I let him in and as he opened up my curtain he revealed to me a huge spider on the outside of it where he tried knocking to get my attention. Luckily that spider isn’t in my house but I’ve had one as big as that in my room before, no biggie. While Shawn was at my house I taught him how to play ‘Worms’ and there we sat playing our first game, he was intrigued.
Satisfied as we were we started our first real game and just as I was about to sink his last worm Keith beeped out the front. Walking to the car Keith wanted to leave so Shawn had to abandon his game asking me to continue to see who would win. As I closed my door and said goodbye I walked back into my room only to hear another knock on my door seconds later. Knowing that this was again Shawn he asked if I wanted to come out but I told him that I would prefer to stay home (You know play the Play Station) and just chill.
Party Hunting Around Ingleburn
An hour or so later Keith called me back and told me there was a massive after formal party of some sort in Ingleburn where there were easily over 200 people. That to me sounded inviting but I didn’t feel like putting on my clothes, dressing up and trying to attract girls, it wasn’t the right time and I wasn’t ready for it.
Despite that I turned off the Play Station because ‘Madden Football 98’ was starting to piss me off. Not doing much to myself I brought out my hat with me and sitting in the back of Keith’s car he told me that the cops had just come down to the party and had broken everyone up. Simon knew about the party and informed Keith that they were moving down to Kentlyn so that was our next objective.
On the way down there Keith told me that Daffa who is 24 years old was trying to get onto 15 year old girls. Asking Keith if Daffa has ever gotten onto anyone close to his age he told me no and I believe that too. For the rest of the trip I was putting shit on the crusty teenage fucker who hasn’t got enough smooth to get with an older groove.
The Pizza Hut Crowd at Kentlyn
Driving to Kentlyn we noticed that there was a newly made fence blocking half the road off but despite that Keith gained enough courage to go around it and hoping there would be cars down there we were not disappointed. What I was disappointed about was that people like Rory, Daffa and all the other dick heads from Pizza Hut were there. You could say it was a Pizza Hut party and this is exactly what I didn’t want to be a part of, I told Keith that in the first place.
The two girls from Ingleburn Pizza Hut that were out with Simon a couple of weeks ago walked up to the car while Rory was there talking to Keith. One of them was the girl who might have gotten onto Zane and he was supposedly with her for the night so what a dog. One was shorter than the other and they both sounded like Bimbo’s but I have to admit the taller one had a great ass, actually they both did.
While Rory was sticking his head in and talking to Keith he kept stressing to Keith not to jump out of the car and as he kept asking why not someone eventually said “Because Wolfe won’t like it.” Wolfe is the one that bashed Keith at Pizza Hut ages ago along with Marlon incase you don’t know the story. Well, I don’t want to get into too much detail tonight as you might have noticed so I’ll save it for when it’s needed.
Cops came and broke up the little gathering of a couple of cars and what shitted me is that there wasn’t much girls there, only Pizza Sluts. The Ingleburn after party had been shifted away and Keith didn’t know where the 200 plus people ended up going. Driving off no one knew where they were going and Keith pulled over just for fun to see who else would pull over, just one car. It was here that Daffa pulled off, Wolfe pulled off and everyone else drove to Sydney Harbor Casino.
Magnus’s new Nissan Exa Turbo had blown it’s turbo and hearing it tonight, it didn’t sound too healthy. We were driving with all the dick head wanna be sick cunts and I would have preferred to look for our own Ingleburn party. Simon was driving someone else’s car because he hasn’t paid for his car insurance yet despite having three separate people’s money. Dropping the Pulsar off he jumped in the back with me bringing along his bitchy little attitude.
Following a Carload of Girls
The only excitement we had for the rest of the night that was so promising at the start was heading to another secluded hang out. Following the cops in we found the gate to be locked so Keith started turning his car around dodging the trees that made up the bush. Behind us was a Mirage or a Swift and as they passed us we noticed it was full of girls. Telling Keith to park next to them so we could chat them up and also ask where the after party was he done some stupid shit and parked right up the top.
The cops came past us and had a chat with us threatening to lock us up before they left on their way. Waiting for the girls to come out we got impatient and Keith started to leave. That was going to be the end of the night but Shawn and I persuaded him enough to turn the car around and as the girls came out finally doing a three point turn (Girls are bad drivers, it’s a proven fact especially on three point turns) Keith done a U-Turn to follow them.
From wanting to go home to stalking the car all the way home we finally got to talk to them. Keith didn’t want to stop and speak to them next to a set of lights but when we pulled up to one of the girl’s house we asked where the party was and before one of the 18 year old fairly attractive girls could lean on Keith’s car he jetted off.
Stressed in the Back Seat
The after party was at Ingleburn Creek but Keith didn’t head there. Instead he started heading home so I asked to be the first one to head home. “I’m more stressed about the fact that nothing happened tonight and we’re going home than I ever am at the Gym” I told Keith. He tried to make a funny comment about it but I was stressed in the back seat knowing there was at least 200 girls out there barely even dressed for the summer night and I didn’t get to see or talk to any of them.
Now that I am home I have nothing else to write about and considering I’ve just had something to eat I’m going to start using the Play Station now. Who knows when I will get angry with the machine but the time is now 3:25 a.m. and if I’m not wrong I’ll get to sleep in a couple of hours from now. Upon waking up I have the Gym to attend and from there nothing, maybe I’ll read my Shakespearean poetry or even create some…
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.
