Ace Gets Kicked Out
Later in the night Keith approached us up on stage to mention that Ace got kicked out of Chevy’s. Asking why, we were informed that it was after 1:30 a.m. and from that time on you can’t reenter the club. Déjà vu. I had a dream like this once. “I’m going outside to see him,” Keith remarked. “I’ll give you ten minutes and if you’re not out there by then I’m going.”
As he left the floor our resultant night was left to me and Shawn to contemplate. It was either go home early when we were having a great time or stay until the end of the night and end up walking home. To me that answer was simple as we were going to stay for two more songs but ended up staying the whole night.
Diamond Dances Next To Me
My reason to stay was because we were dancing right next to Diamond and her friend. What intriguing me more was that she came onto the dancefloor right next to me and lined herself up so that her male friend would be dancing next to me while she faced both me and him. Shawn was standing next to Diamond and to me it was a surprise that she did dance next to us.
I only gained enough courage to look her over a sparing few times but it honestly felt like she made her trek to the middle of the dancefloor right next to us so that she could look me over and so that she could have me notice her with a memory of her beauty for the rest of my night.
She showed the classic symptoms of being coy and not dancing properly with her male friend and I feel that it was because she didn’t want to look bad or fumble in front of me. We were dazzled. I was being my normal self smoothing my movements so that it would look more graceful and have her sneak a couple more looks over. If I wasn’t dreaming, I would think that Diamond liked me as much as me since seeing that irresistible picture of her in Lyssa’s collection.
Linda Catches My Eye
Near the end of the night when we were dancing back up on the stage, I looked over to my side and noticed Linda looking hot and glancing over. Actually, when our eyes caught each other, we stared contently soaking one another up until we decided to break out of our own hypnosis.
For all that don’t know my past history, Linda was a girl that made my heart flutter ages ago when hanging out with Johnnie. News is now that she’s had a baby but she still looks hot and she’s still kicking with those enlarged breasts of hers. There were two or three times that we caught eyes making me desperate to walk over and say hello but that never happened.
Don’t be thwarted by my lack of confidence and taking risks when I approach women. I am starting to build in confidence, feeling as if more girls are looking with each outing building more fame, so it must be my presentation as well as my growing confidence. A girl has never actually approached me on the dancefloor before until tonight, even then a genuine smile from some girl I thought was hot, so it is a positive move. There was a divine urge to exfoliate my conscience and copulate tremendously with my confidence but alas, that was not to be. Give me time. Rome wasn’t built in one day and I when the day will come, will approach a woman.
End Of The Night
When the end of the night arrived, we headed out with the mass of people and on the way, I noticed Wade and both Yunus’s standing near the door. Through the night I had seen them and shook their hand and all but the shorter Yunus surprised me as he was on Ecstasy. There he stood needing to rock himself and jump up and down slightly, his eyes lit up and staring blankly.
We only chatted for a while before it was time to head out and see if we were walking home, saying goodbye to the guy from HIH as he said he would see me on Tuesday. It was freezing cold outside and it definitely looked like we were walking home having not seen Keith’s car parked where it was, but in turn, it was my faith to wait patiently instead of starting to walk that had Keith drive past to stop right at the front of Chevy’s for the both of us to jump in.
“Five Star Service” it felt like, being picked up out the front for all to see. I felt good. All these little luxuries of the night made it such an enjoyable one. Seeing heaps of new people, some old friends and having a great time dancing at Chevy’s. As we jumped in Keith’s car we told him of our night as he informed us that he was just about to head home and forget about us. However, Keith had a conscience and as we headed home I was dropped off first.
Tatton And His Secret
On the way home we drove past Mobil in Campbelltown and noticed Tatton walking around the corner with an obese girl. Stopping on the lights we all had a little discussion about who it was and we gathered that it was the girl he has been chasing for a while. It seems that when Tatton had to go to hospital a week ago to get out his second stomach (I think it’s the appendix), she was the first to see him at his hospital bed.
Also, it looked as if the both of them were heading back to Tatton’s house up Broughton so he might be getting some but just keeping it his little secret. I believe that Tatton is the easiest to predict out of everyone. Tatton, to put is simply, is a downhearted dog that will step over his own mother for the chance to kiss a girl’s ring. Tatton is also the kind of person that will run at the sight of danger taking care of himself before he has to endanger his life and take care of someone else.
Now that Tatton has his grasp he won’t take his hands away from her eyes so that she can see what life Tatton used to live with his friends. I’m sure that Tatton’s keeping tabs on his secret rendezvous because he thinks we’re either going to try and crack onto her, make fun of her, or she’s going to fancy one of us.
Sizing Up The Boys
When it comes to other people, Ralf’s interpretation of Shawn was that he uses you for what you have, which seems about right. My interpretation of Ralf is a caveman’s senses, where he is not only lost in the head but he drives around like he’s lost. To give him some credit however, he knows what he’s talking about when he speaks his word and sometimes it amazes me how he sounds like a speech from ‘Dawson’s Creek’ but he lets himself down by overplaying the conversation and talking too much.
Ralf also has a tendency of wanting to be better than everyone, in everything owned and everything he does. For example, Keith and Shawn seem to think that Ralf rushed into getting a loan and buying a $20,000 car because he wanted to have the better wheels. Then there is the fact that Ralf just loves taking the scenic route in all his endeavors but that just can’t escape the temperamental giant.
Last there is Keith, commonly called the Al Capone of the group because he loves the idea of lending money as it makes him feel useful. However, when it comes to using his own money there are many gray areas and traps to his methods but in usual cases, Keith never likes using his own possessions. If there’s a trip planned to anywhere he will be the last to offer to drive. This greedy but giving attitude has corrupt his livelihood in creating his contemptuous trait, moreover with Tamsen.
A Frustrating Long Weekend
Dropping me off at home first, Keith couldn’t be bothered waiting for Shawn to get changed so we agreed that we would exchange clothes when the sun shun once again. My Friday night as noted was packed full of goodness and as that night drew to a close, I didn’t get to sleep until 4:00 a.m.
That to date has been the only night in which I had gone out to a club and considering the long weekend is almost over, I’m a bit frustrated that it’s been the only real action all week. I don’t wait for these weekends to arrive so that I can do nothing. I guess I could have gone with Binh to skirmish today if I had $90 but that was a fair bit of money to go around shooting each other all day.

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.
