Off to the Orient
Around 1:30 a.m. we headed out of Jackson’s on George and our new destination was to head for the ‘Orient’ which I’ve been to once before when I first went pub crawling with everyone. Supposedly the atmosphere was good and the small nightclub upstairs was free. Starting on our journey we walked past a couple of people and almost near the orient but on the opposite side we noticed four girls who looked splendidly hot sitting down.
One of them was on her mobile phone and I think three of them had blonde hair, one with brown hair. Tyler firstly stopped to talk with them and hopping around with his dance moves he got one of them to note that he was energetic, “Like the energizer bunny” I said. The blonde girl I had spoken to was fairly attractive and she reminded me of some girl I already know in looks but she wasn’t the hottest.
Nope, the hottest was another blonde girl that had the smoked eye look, skinny, bleach blonde and gorgeous. Her quiet smile said it all to me but she did speak when she was spoken to and as I had a few words with her I found out her name was Bielka or somewhat like that. “Hmmm, I know a Bielka just as gorgeous as you” I told her but the one I know is merely a fail in comparison to this chick.
Birthday Wishes for Ralf
Ralf walked up to the three girls on the seat and asked them to wish him a happy 22nd birthday. They also informed him that it was their friends birthday, by this time the girl on the phone had finished her phone conversation and joined the other three. The girls told us what parts they were from but I wasn’t paying attention. Around this time some guy in a suit rolled up sitting next to the girls and right next to Bielka.
His arm was swayed around the bench and looking as if he was trying to put his arm around her but without causing suspicion. Probably a little drunk this guy acted as if he knew them and for that reason I was more content with keeping to myself. It wasn’t until the girls jumped up to head one way and he headed the other way that I knew he was just some idiot trying to guide himself into our domain already conquered.
Nevertheless, as the girls jumped up to head in the same direction as the Orient we asked if they would like some company and as they said they would be fine and started walking Tyler started to beg and Ralf asked for some more happy birthday tunes. That was the end of those girls as they faded out of distance and I kept singing ‘Karl, Karl Janice’ to them because one of the girls really liked that song.
Dancing Upstairs
Heading up and into the Orient we didn’t stop at the bottom where the bar was to talk to anyone but rather made it up to the third level where the pool tables were, there was a bar, seats and a smaller dance floor with a fair amount of people bopping away. Walking down a set of stairs I bought myself a drink somewhat cheaper than upstairs and had to take it up in a plastic cup. While on the dance floor in the orient I noticed two very hot chicks that were in Jackson’s on George earlier.
Both of them had blue tops on that showed their boobs around the size of Lyssa’s easily filling a size B bra edging onto C. They had small tapered waists and resembled Lyssa to the blonde hair and the clothes they wore to the slim body shape and large boobs. These girls were fairly attractive and I made it an aim of ours to dance closer to them in our group and as we did the guys they were dancing with (Who probably brought them) wracked off somewhere.
That made it easier on us and as we edged right near them and made them a part of our circle they danced a couple of steps in and out of it having fun. Later they were walked out by their guy friends who were obviously getting a bit jealous but these girls were blossoms of my pride, they were hot enough to be hot enough.
Friends Walk Out
Keith wanted to head outside and walk the streets because he thought we would have a better chance there and he tried to get everyone together but only half of us would go with him. At first I just wanted to dance but then as Ralf also came out we eventually called the rest of them out. Upon heading downstairs Ralf wanted to get a drink in the bar and as everyone else walked outside Ralf yelled at Keith to get back inside because ‘It was his party and he wasn’t having Keith spoil it’.
Because I was last in line I stayed with Ralf as he had himself a beer and even though Keith heard what Ralf had said they all kept themselves outside. Meanwhile we were inside having a good perve at the girls and talking to some 40 year old bugger that looked like some fat English guy from the movies, like the chubby guy from the ‘Full Monty’ maybe.
Ralf asked me to go outside and see if everyone was out there and as I done that I had some trouble locating everyone. Finally I noticed them all sitting on park benches looking bummed out and I knew that they were going to leave soon. Heading back inside Binh came in to tell Ralf he was heading home because the time was 2:30 a.m. and he had to work early the next day.
Dogged on His Birthday
Ralf finished off his drink and five minutes later we headed out the front to find everyone was gone. Keith, Shawn, Tatton, Binh, Tyler and that other guy, all gone. Ralf was understandably pissed off that he was dogged on his birthday and telling me how rude it was and how good a friend I was to stick with him I reminded him that everyone dogged me for my last birthday.
Ralf gathered that they all headed for the bus stop to catch a night ride home but instead of looking for them he just wanted to prove that he could still have fun. Heading back towards Jackson’s on George we walked up to the front where the two security were and they tried to tell us that it was past 3:00 a.m. and we couldn’t go in. As we sighed they then informed us that we could head in as long as we had a stamp.
A Fight Upstairs
Before I could even jump up with joy and show the bouncer my stamp he received a message on his ear radio that there was some kind of fight upstairs and as he ran at breakneck speed up the stairs I too ran after him, Ralf behind me. Calling for the tipsy Ralf to run faster I made it up around the same time as the security did and noticed them tackling down a fairly large dude around 28 years of age trying to belt into another large guy sitting on the tables.
Taking a seat right next to the action I wanted a good view and as the guy tried taking another swing at his prey the security pulled him back and in the process with his struggling they headed my way. Standing myself up from where I was sitting I knew that they were going to squash up against me where I was and thinking it was also be cool I jumped onto the chair I was sitting on and grabbing onto the railing that went to the slightly higher floor above I jumped over.
The security looked at me as if to say he was going to get me for doing that he only eyed me as I smirked back at him. He himself knew that I was only trying to get out of the way but at the same time being a nuisance about it.
Chatting With Two Girls
There were two girls overlooking the fight that was progressing and as I asked them if they had seen the start of the fight they told me no. As I asked them “How could you have not seen the fight sitting right on top of it” the culprit was dragged out of the club smashing a chair with his hand on the way out, he done a good job.
Later on in the night there was a police wagon outside so I gather the guy had been locked up in the back and they were waiting for more trouble in the night, none. Ralf walked up and around to me when he had seen the fight finish and asking me if I had just chatted to the girls he made his way for conversation. Taking a seat myself smoothly the girls did not seem to mind us sitting next to them at all.
While Ralf talked to one of them I had a chat with the other one and found out a horde of information. Facts such as one of the girls father got them back stage tickets to Snoop Dogg’s concert in the City and the one I was talking to had a friend that worked at a hotel that had them free hotel rooms for the night. “I have to know you girls” I told her sarcastically and as I recall I think her name was Sofia but I can’t be sure.
Girls From Out West
The two girls came from Baulkam Hills and they were with three friends down here dancing. I gathered that at least one of them was a female and later in the night found out that they were guys and gathered the two of them were up for some sexual activity later in the night. As we continued to talk to them I done the good deed thing and offered everyone a drink.
Ralf wanted one but the girls were alright. Asking if Sofia wanted to come with me to get a drink she said with a smile that she would be alright so I told her to wear the blue sparkly hat that I had got for Ralf walking back to Jackson’s on George. She decided to have a go with that to soothe my feelings and as I was taking my time getting a drink they got up.
Five minutes it took me to get a drink and as I made my way back with my orange juice and Ralf’s dry beer I passed them on the stairs. “Where are you lady’s going” I asked them, they replied “We’re just going to the toilet then we’re going to head to the dance floor for a dance afterwards.” “Maybe we can come up for a dance later with the both of you” we asked and they agreed.

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.
