Two Long Days
Well, it’s been a long two days with plenty of valued action but if I get the chance to type it all out tonight shall be a mystery. What would be more of a mystery is if I would be able to wake up tomorrow at 9:30 a.m. so I can accompany Jett to Cronulla beach with Anders, Dennis and his friend.
All in all the day should be a great perve but my thoughts should be all the more diminished along with my failure to talk to any girls with the conversation Lyssa and I tried to have yesterday and finished off tonight on the phone. Let me start now with the chronology of Sunday night and to hence we shall begin until we are here.
Sunday Starts Late
My Sunday started after a long night spent on the computer not even remembering what the situation there was. Saturday night was a nothing night for me and even though I was invited out by Keith to Chevy’s I found out later that they didn’t head out to a nightclub. Anyway, Sunday started for me around 2:30 p.m. but Lyssa gave me a call around 1:00 p.m.
Still half asleep Lyssa just rang up to talk with me and knowing that I was still sleepy she let me get back to my slumber. As I told her I would give her a call later Lyssa informed me that she hadn’t had much sleep, maybe three hours. When I did wake up I had myself something to eat, I had a shower and then when the time arrived near to 3:30 p.m. I gave Lyssa a call back.
Lyssa Believes Me Now
Lyssa was home alone when I gave her a call, she had been for the day. There might have been a time when Penelope or Kieran came over to her house but I can’t remember those details. I didn’t want to hear Lyssa speak about her night at Penrith Panther’s and I knew she was going to try and work her way into that conversation but I knew she was trying to stay off that topic for my favor.
I remember Lyssa having told me that she had a conversation with Nikita in the day and Lyssa came to realize that she shouldn’t believe what Nikita was saying. Lyssa realized that Nikita has the type of attitude that just wants to show off and she’s known that for so long so Lyssa gathered that Nikita was doing it to make herself look better off and more of a popular figure. So Lyssa finally believes me over Nikita which is the preferable option but I’m not sure it’s good that both Lyssa and I resent Nikita now.
Birthday Night Gossip
Ali’s birthday night crept into conversation and it was of two possibilities that I will talk of now. Firstly, Lyssa informed me that she invited Kieran to Ali’s birthday party and when Ali heard of it weeks ago he asked for Lyssa to tell him not to go. Well, Lyssa didn’t have the backbone to inform Kieran that he couldn’t sleep over in the hotel room and he also couldn’t go with them so she just said there was no room in the hotel but he could still come as long as he found a way home.
As it turns out Kieran did go for the night but from the outset everyone was making fun of Kieran and picking on the things he done. “Thank God Kieran didn’t see through it” Lyssa said as she informed me they were making fun of him when he was playing gold because he was a left-hander. There was also a time in the night when everyone was arm wrestling and when Kieran jumped up to have a go Ali blurted out “What, a girl could even beat you.” Lyssa thought that these comments weren’t called for but they continued.
None of them went to the nightclub but rather they spent their time drinking up where Lyssa drunk half a bottle of Vodka and other assortments. When I told Lyssa that she was a drunkard she responded with “You’re only a drunk when you’re not in control of your drinking habit” and I have to say that Lyssa does seem to be in control of herself all the time. Once everyone had something to drink they all arm wrestled each other and also had a game of aqua golf.
Trouble At The Door
Lyssa informed me that Imad didn’t bring his ID and he nearly ruined the night for everyone. The first time he tried to get in he got lucky past all the security but when they played aqua golf which was outside through the back door they couldn’t get back in through the doorway because there were security there. So Imad went to the front door and Lyssa was made to take Ali’s license to the front door to him and then the both of them would walk in but Lyssa forgot to bring her license in.
Luckily she had her little ticket to get back inside but the security was giving Imad trouble at the front door. It looked like neither of them were getting back inside because the manager was even called to the front door as Imad pulled his hair back to look like the picture. They ended up getting in because the manager was being lenient even though security was protesting.
Kieran Gives A Lift
The only reason Kieran was there for the night was because DJ was also going to be there. He wasn’t supposed to head off to the room they rented because no one really wanted him but Penelope felt bad not to ask and so she did. Kieran accepted as he didn’t want to head home and for the night he slept on the couch or in the car, one of the two. In the morning when everyone was heading home Kieran decided to give DJ a lift home, she knows he likes her and I think she likes him also.
All I heard about their conversation was that they were talking about DJ’s underwear and how they were on the clothesline. “I hope it doesn’t start raining” DJ uttered, “otherwise I’m going to have wet underwear.” I’m not sure what Kieran was thinking about at the time but if I like a girl and she’s talking about her underwear being wet what do you think that would convert to in my mind’s erogenous thoughts.
A Mystery Request
Knowing that it was an evident question and almost waiting with anxiety Lyssa asked me if I would like to head over her house. At first I didn’t want to because the idea of walking all the way to her house and then the same treatment coming back home was making me tired just thinking about it. Lyssa offered to pay for my taxi to her house but once again I didn’t want to spend unnecessary money from Lyssa.
Lyssa started to get frustrated that I wasn’t coming asking me time and time again through our conversation and of her persistency I’ve learned something. Lyssa gets frustrated either because she can’t get her own way and she wants to see me or because she has something vital to share with me but because I’m not heading over to her house she can’t share that with me. Because Lyssa was frustrated she decided it was time for her to hang up but I knew she would be calling me back later.
Three Hang Ups
Having called back a second time Lyssa informed me that there was something important that she wanted to talk to me about but she didn’t want to tell it to me over the phone. Repeatedly I asked Lyssa to inform me what she wanted to tell me but Lyssa was rigid with her response.
At first I thought that Lyssa was only saying that so I could get interested to come over to her house but before she hung up the phone the first time I was already making plans to surprise Lyssa by getting a lift over to her house in between calls. Because I didn’t want to give away my master plan Lyssa got angry once again because I wasn’t going over her house but a third time she did ring me.
This did prove to be the last time but still Lyssa wouldn’t give me a hint on what she wanted to speak to me about. I asked if it had anything to do with Nikita and that’s when she informed me that she doesn’t believe Nikita’s word anymore. When Lyssa hung up the phone the third time in a big huff and puff I walked upstairs and had my dad give me a lift to Lyssa’s house after he had something to eat.
Dad Drives Me Over
Half an hour after my last call with Lyssa I was expecting her to give me another call but it seemed like she was too angry to speak. The time had come to 4:30 p.m. when my dad was finished eating and with that we started up the car and taking along the tape with Ricki Lake on it which Lyssa asked me to tape a couple of days ago we were on our way.
Dad and I were chatty on the way because the day was warm and we had something to speak about. Arriving near Lyssa’s house I asked my dad to stop at the bus stop where Lyssa and I always get off near the school. My reason was so that dad could turn around easier but my real motive was so my surprise could be concrete.

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.
