A Broken Chain and a Dream Girl (Part 1) – Mad Chaos: April 10, 1999

The Aging Gold Chain

The golden chain I wear around my neck is starting to age just like the tiring fate of my life. I’m not sure as to how long I’ve been wearing this gold chain continuously for but it has been as long or longer than my streak of fate that has kept me without a job for lengthy time. However, when a link of my chain broke tonight and I having no money, I thought that it would be a while since I could have it fixed.

Luck and fate looked like it was running out on me and the thought of not wearing my gold chain even for one night to break such a long tradition was frightening. Hopelessness was soon at hand but as all despair was becoming evident I gave fixing it myself a go as a last resort. Within a minute or two of trying to link it back together I was successful and then pushing the link together I healed my fate charm and once again placed it around my neck.

This led me to believe that with the new news I have not yet told concerning my welfare and wealth I might have to consider buying a new chain but keeping my ‘T’ initial pendant emblem.

A Dream Near Leumeah

Before I begin with chronology let me explain a dream I gather I had on Friday when I finally decided to get to sleep in the morning. Once again it was situated around the Campbelltown area and it wasn’t all too flashy but it involved my love life.

The dream started with me walking with a couple of other people near a water system at night. It kind of reminded me of the water system near Leumeah Station and as we were walking I remember liking one of the girls who was skinny, pretty, dark black hair and a brown skinned complexion signaling that she was either Indian-American or some breed around that culture.

All I remember about this girl was inviting her to my house and me not thinking that she would show up. However, as I was waiting at my house I once again had that godly camera view and while inside my house I could see her walking up the street in this view within my mind.

What happens then gets a little blurry as I make my way to the door but I remember having her walking back down the street and then her dad starting to talk to me at the front door. Not wanting to insult him by saying anything about his daughter he brought the subject up and with a content and obliging attitude he offered her hand to me.

Asking him if he considered that I might get onto her or be intimate he uttered “Don’t worry about that, I’d rather it be you than someone else” which gave me the impression that I was already family. This girl reminds me of the chick that wrote me my very first letter called ‘Rita’ in stature.

The Quiet Girl From Airds High

Somehow the dream changed to another night and in this dream I found myself coming face to face with a stunning beauty that I know and now that I think about it, would make a great parallel beside me. Not being able to remember her name, she used to go to Airds High School, she was one of the quiet but popular girls, had long blonde hair, Gwyneth Paltrow fair skin and a beautifully body.

If I was to try and get more specific, the girl near Brodie’s house whom Rory liked knows her very well and I think Rory used to like her at one stage. She might have actually been one of the girls that were sitting at Macdonald’s with Rory, that girl and myself about two years back. Another clue, I think she worked at Macdonald’s.

I’m not sure how it came across to be but we were sitting somewhere together and being alone we started to get to know each other. The feeling in my mind was that I really liked her and I kept thinking how she would have been just the best girlfriend. Then I started thinking “She’s quiet yet sociable, beautiful yet without vanity and she is the kind of person that everyone would want to go out with” and remembering in my dream that I thought that of Lyssa I hoped it wouldn’t turn out the same, in shambles.

The sex life played only a minute part in my thoughts but I do remember thinking that she would be great because the quieter ones are usually the better ones in bed. All that I remember from our conversation was my kissing her nicely on the lips without any tongue and from there I gathered and hoped we were together.

Choosing the Harder Catch

Our getting together was rather bleak of my remembrance I do remember the next day more clear. That same night I called her at her house and we talked for a couple of minutes but she had to get off because of her dad. I also remember that the other girl wanted to go out with me but I had to choose, which was a daunting task but my heart was with the blonde.

Giving the Indian girl some kisses and then letting her go the dream forwarded to me walking through Macdonald’s with friends or by myself. This is where she worked or it appeared to be and as I walked through (Woodbine Macdonald’s) I noticed her sitting amongst friends. Looking straight at me as she was sitting down she didn’t say anything and lacking confidence to bother her while she was with her friends I just looked at her and hinted for her to come outside.

Making my way out of the side door she too came out but with her worrisome face gestures I knew she was upset at something. The only thing that was going through my head was how I didn’t want to lose her so suddenly. I wanted her to be the one.

As we got to talk she told me how her dad didn’t like me talking to her on the phone, which gives the impression that she was a daddy’s girl in which in reality I think she is. Well, she’s not a daddy’s girl to the tee but she would be within one of those tight knit families and I would be seen as a threat to his little princess just like any normal father.

However, it seems kind of odd that I chose the harder catch with the hard father over the easier fledgling with a father who would love for me to get onto his daughter. I gather that my dream was trying to teach me a lesson.

Kisses on a Brick Wall

Sitting myself down on one side of a brick wall as she sat herself on the windowpane of Macdonald’s we talked with each other about ourselves. Apart from sealing our growing love with another kiss on her lips the concern in her talk was the only other thing that was on my mind. Hoping that this second day in our uncertain relationship wasn’t the last I asked her if we were going out and to my delight she said yes.

Past our conversation about her angry dad I asked her to come over and sit on my leg as it would make me feel much better and with that she didn’t hesitate. This came as a great relief to me and as I looked at her beautiful eyes I knew we were meant to be. The thought of kissing her again arose and asking if she would mind she puckered up and I gave her another timid kiss then another that broke a small but powerful barrier. That’s about as much as I remember of this dream.

A Call From the Temp Agency

Beginning now with my Friday, the time I actually woke up was around 2:00 p.m. However, Jett called me earlier in the day while I was still half asleep to tell me what time we were heading that night to the City and the rest of it. With my waking up I had something to eat, made my way outside for some fresh air and contemplated on heading to Campbelltown but chose against it.

When 4:30 p.m. arrived I was in the shower but was curious as to who was on the phone when mum told me that there was a lady voice. Jumping out I answered it without the hassle of being half asleep as usual and was flattered to find it was a temping agency, IPA. The lady I was talking to was called Philippa and as the conversation progressed I learnt she had a job for me.

It was something that I would probably enjoy as it involved being artistic with data entry and word processing work to put borders, shades and graphics into it to create a book for them. At firs it sounded like a daunting task but when they told me it was for a Health Care Centre and the pay would be $15 an hour I was a bit less reluctant. If I was anxious I wasn’t showing it through our conversation.

Money Worries Before Tuesday

Philippa had to phone the employer to get some more details for me and as I sat waiting for her to call back I got myself a pen. When she did call back minutes later she informed me that it was in the City and that my working days will only be Tuesday, Wednesday and the following Tuesday. This sounds great to me as I won’t have to worry about my suits wearing out their stay but I am concerned about the distance I have to walk to get to Pyrmont.

On top of that, when I went out for Jett’s birthday on Friday night I spent more than I should have. Firstly, we went to Planet Hollywood which I didn’t even know about and what else came as a shock was that I had to pay my own way and the food was so expensive. On top of that I also paid my way into Eros theatre and the ironic thing about this was that Eros Theatre was shit. Out of all the times I have been there it’s always been great but this night turned out to be shit and I almost got into a fight out of it.

Now with only $8 left I have to worry about a haircut, money for a train and then buses to and from my house. Luckily when I asked my parents for money considering the circumstances dad will spare me $25 so that will benefit me for a haircut and then money for buses and trains which doesn’t include food money.

However, Tuesday will be the only full day at work where Wednesday is half and I can’t remember what the following week is. I can starve for a couple of days I guess…

Hoping Not to Stuff It Up

With this great news it was a boost to my self-esteem how I was given a chance but my confidence was crinkled when I started to wonder if I would do their booklet justice or if I would stuff up. Then I started thinking that maybe I shouldn’t go and just do exactly what I done with Adecco Centacom when I stuffed my chances there.

So far I am still confident on heading out there despite the half an hour walk it might take to get to my office. Let me make the temping agency proud and confident in me with this job and my fortune might change in the not too distant future. There are only a few more days before that night is upon us and though I am trying to get to sleep earlier each night who knows if I will be up for the task when Tuesday arrives.