Silence On The Train
Walking back to the train station we walked through as I didn’t buy a ticket and down we sat as we waited for a train. Lyssa sprayed some perfume on herself and kept asking me to smell her, she was in love with the perfume. Soon after our train arrived and on we jumped in and sat in our own three seater.
Lyssa opened up her book of cosmopolitan and as I was now stressed from the whole day and of Lyssa continually bitching about me not sleeping over. Naturally I didn’t want to talk and each time Lyssa talked to me I would answer quickly and just sigh to release all the stress that was building up inside my Chest. Lyssa pissed me off at one stage about me not sleeping over while we were on the train and I was going to jump up and leave her there but I thought that would be slack so I chose against it.
For this reason when Lyssa asked what was wrong I just aptly said “I don’t want to talk right now.” Lyssa and I didn’t talk for most of the trip back to Campbelltown and that worked in my favor as I was relieving my stress.
No Help With Shoes
On the way home as Lyssa and I were talking lightly I asked her if she could come with me to Campbelltown so she could help me buy shoes for the clothes we had bought for me. Lyssa had an opinion on what shoes I should buy and shoes that I could buy cheap but they would still look good. Therefor I needed Lyssa’s help because I was helpless.
Instead of Lyssa returning a favor of going out of her way if only for half an hour she came up with an excuse. The excuse that Lyssa came up with was that she had to go home so she could tan her hands, prepare for the next night and get an early night’s sleep. The time wasn’t even 8:30 p.m. so that pissed me off as it would have only taken Lyssa half an hour out of her time but despite me reminding Lyssa of what I had done for her in the day she still wanted to go home.
That pissed me off but what pissed me off was when I told Lyssa I was going to head straight to Campbelltown so I could look for shoes. “Aren’t you going to jump off at Leumeah with me” she asked and although I was nice about it I should have said something like “Yeah right, so you can stab me in the back a second time.”
Keith Brings The Gossip
Jumping off I went shopping for half an hour and not finding anything I headed home on foot. Once at home Lyssa gave me a call wanting to talk to me but I’ve already explained what happened there. When I called back Lyssa had Bielka and DJ over. Not wanting to be home alone I gave Keith a call who was at some friend’s house from Cricket. He told me that he would come over later in the night and that he did.
When he arrived he was speaking on his phone as he usually does, this time to Simon. Asking him to come inside he got off the phone and then explained to me in detail what happened over the weekend that I didn’t come out on. Basically he informed me that Simon did get a Credit Card and like he figured he hid the truth from everyone paying for his registration with the $500 he had in it. The money was supposed to be paid to Shawn, that’s why he applied for the card.
Shawn was reasonably pissed at Simon because for weeks he’s been planning to fuck him up and on Friday night he actually done it. Everyone was at Lucas’s house and Simon was out at work or something. Noah was back and in this time Shawn and Tatton walked into Simon’s house while Lucas was out the front talking to some of them. Lucas had a spew the first time they tried but they walked in once again and for half an hour they foraged through his belongings trying to find the brand new phone he bought, where did he get the money for that.
The Great Phone Heist
Seriously, this boy is demented and he’s going to get more and more fucked up with the debt he’s got now. Keith walked into the room and told them where to look for his new phone which was under the bed still in it’s box. Shawn hid that and some sun glasses down his pants and out they walked to the rest of the group. That was the crime and later Keith was blamed because he was the only one seen in the room by Lucas and he was asked to get out by Lucas.
Now Lucas doesn’t want to know any of them as long as they still have the phone. Personally I probably would have done the same thing that Shawn done but I would have gone for damage instead of stealing, something that can’t be returned or paid back. A couple of thousand dollars damage to Simon’s car, that would do the trick. We drove to Simon’s house because he wanted to talk to Keith about the problem and Keith was complaining for the whole night because everyone always blames him when something happens.
That’s kind of like me back in the day when my phone was ringing all the time, now it’s his turn and in a way I’m glad I don’t control the events of the night anymore, even though I am nocturnal. Driving to Subway we decided to turn around because Keith wanted to eat but he didn’t know what he wanted. I suggested buying a Taco in Campbelltown and just as we were about to pull into ‘Subway’ he turned back.
Tacos And Bad Advice
Simon asked to borrow a couple of dollars from Keith and he was cautious in saying no knowing he would not get his money back. Simon boasted that he had money at home to give him but he was just hungry. Every time you ask Simon for a bite of his food he always comes up with the same excuse “Man, it’s my lunch” or “Man it’s my dinner.” Not that I want to take a bit knowing his lips and teeth have been around it, no thank you.
As the both of them bought taco’s we talked about a universal topic, sex. Keith looked at me and asked “Do you know why porno star’s dicks always look limp but are hard.” Telling him that I didn’t have much of an idea he informed me that people in pornographic movies wear cock rings. Cock rings are basically rings that you put on the base of your dick to keep the blood there.
It’s painful to wear but I gather that’s there so you can last an eternity without going off, makes sense. “I want one now” I told him even though I last a while I want to last much longer. After having eaten our taco’s Keith dropped me off at home informing me that he would come over today and help me look for shoes but no such thing happened. Luckily he didn’t come over because we probably would have bought some shit shoes compared to what I did buy.
Dressed Up With Jett
Jett just came to my house a couple of minutes ago as the time is now 8:07 p.m. and as he came in he noticed me all dressed up as I am wearing my nightclub clothes again so I can wear them in and because I love how they smell and the look of them. Jett informed me that his Play Station was fucked up and the laser wasn’t reading properly so he sent it some guy to fix it. Meanwhile Jett’s brother has gone away for a week so Jett gets to drive his brother’s car which is a Commodore that he bought for $5000 four weeks ago.
Hearing some good news about Bradbury Pub Jett told me that it was pumping so I put on my new shoes and we jumped in his car. Down there we did cruise and although I didn’t see much people out the front the glamorous chicks stepping out in their small skirts were making me quiver. However I’m still not comfortable with wearing my nightclub clothes out to a place like the pub so I’m going to save it for a night when I head to the City like New Years Eve.
Maybe Lyssa Maybe Not
Jett is probably going to come over later in the night as he’s got the car to drive. Jett also informed me that he’s heading to the beach on Tuesday with the car so I told him I would be in on that if he did. That would be the second day of the new year and a great time to get a tan and meet people.
Lyssa got home around 3:30 p.m. because she left work at 2:00 p.m. Since then she had been getting ready so when I gave her a call at 6:30 p.m. she was ready to leave for Bradbury Pub. Lyssa told me that she too might be coming over because she doesn’t want to sleep alone tonight but she said ‘Maybe’. Would Lyssa rather have Kieran and Milton sleep over again or would she rather sleep at my house, her choice. Either way Lyssa has to catch a taxi back to her house and I wouldn’t mind her sleeping over but then again, I wouldn’t mind Jett coming over or me going out tonight.
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.
