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Lyssa Tells Of Wollongong And The Psychic (Part 7)

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This is an excerpt from a real diary entry from the Diary of a Mad Chaos, written on July 18, 1999. Learn more about the history of the diary

Calls From Everyone But Lyssa

Sunday 9:04 p.m.

What a long day of typing and in this last hour, to hear such abominable news as well as some hopeful news. All through my day today I’ve been receiving calls from Shawn or from Keith. Shawn wanted to know if I was eager to head to the movies tonight but as I had no money I couldn’t partake in that adventure. Keith initially asked if I knew where Ralf and Shawn were but after finding he wouldn’t locate them, he asked me if I wanted to head down to the Catholic Club to play some pool with him and Tyler.

Fancy that, Tyler went out with Keith despite him being a big dog. Each time the phone rang through my night I kept wishing it to be Lyssa on the other line, hoping to sustain and begin upon our new segment of enlivened life. In the end of it all Lyssa did deliver my news that did shock me and bring an abhorrence for the people that did create such an unbelievably horrible night for Lyssa.

Lyssa’s Weekend Away

What I do feel to recall first before much depiction is how Lyssa was able to head out for each day of this weekend and I was just able to make plans for Friday night. Lyssa obviously headed to Chevy’s on Friday night and I found out the guy that Lyssa was supposed to walk outside with was Penelope with short curly hair. The reason Lyssa ended up leaving and unbeknownst to I, Penelope was standing there all alone as Lyssa and Constantine danced with me.

For the rest of their night they headed to the shop that sells kebabs at the crossing and because they were the only ones there, had the owner pump some music for them to listen to. I thought not to disclose any detail about Friday night because Lyssa cared not to ask. It would have been wrong for me to comment that I danced up on two girls and it was all thanks to Lyssa.

Saturday night Lyssa ended up going to Wollongong and renting a motel room so that they wouldn’t have to drive all the way home. Lyssa even had something good to do on Sunday as she headed out with Carleigh for the both of them to see a bridal show and as Lyssa commented, all the women were beautiful. This compared to my weekend was a divine weekend and although I wouldn’t have had enough energy to head from one club to another consecutively, I’d love for my weekend to be as fulfilling as hers tend to be.

In time, just give me time and allow me to build a new basis of friends for which I will not be dogged or let down when crunch time arrives. These dogs, they don’t want to be a part of my most memorable times and sure enough, I don’t want them to be.

Throat And Chronology

This throat of mine is continually irritating me. I tend to scratch my throat and now it has turned red with red-raw swelling. I need to take another shower tonight, relax myself and have a shave before I begin work tomorrow. I also need to write the rest of my prose in as quick a manner possible as I believe chronology can be beaten down tonight considerably. After I reveal my conversation with Lyssa tonight in dramatic detail, I will get to my embassy, harboring the details of chronology not yet sought. Believably, I have sneezed so much times today that it’s not funny.

This nose of mine has become very susceptible and sensitive and therefore, each ten minutes I sneeze. Some good points about myself is that this little goatee I’m trying to grow is turning out to be alright. After I shave tonight I will make its appearance look good and then I will get to sleep after chronology is complete. However, right now I am itching for water all over my body, such a relaxant. You won’t even know that I was gone whence I come back to these pages so I’ll digress to my duties and explain Lyssa’s telltale Saturday night in promiscuous detail.

Karaoke Night In Wollongong

Fresh from a shower, I will now begin the capitulation of Lyssa’s conversation, mostly regarding her Saturday night and the psychic she saw. Our conversation regarding Saturday night began with Lyssa telling me she had an unbelievable night. This I gathered was her boasting ways but I soon learnt that all wasn’t what it seemed to be. Lyssa, Constantine, her sister Sonya and ten guys she knew from a Football team headed down to Wollongong on Saturday.

They headed to a bar in which I think was called Spades and all was going well until a huge fight erupted including everyone in the premises. As Lyssa sought to unfold the tragedy of the night and told me that she got bashed around by two or three guys, my jaw dropped, wishing that I was there to pick up the nearest table leg to beat the mother fuckers to a pulp for ever laying a finger on Lyssa.

Lyssa doesn’t remember how the fight started but she was told that some lady asked everyone to get up on the stage and dance to Karaoke in which her, Constantine and Sonya jumped up. Minutes later a couple more guys jumped on and unbeknownst to Lyssa, some guy got pushed behind Lyssa. A fight was certain to erupt and as Lyssa was dancing away, oblivious to what was unfolding behind her, she was taken out of her own little world by being thrown off the stage by one of the Westie guys.

Lyssa didn’t know what was going and gathered it was accidental but as she was helped up by a distressed Constantine a brawl erupted. The guys who played football who were there with Lyssa and her friends thought that it was foul play for Lyssa to get hit by a guy so the ten of them jumped in and started laying in hard on the Westies. The Westies were around 24 years old and the same applied for the Footballers as people were getting thrown through glass and all sorts. Constantine herself was pushed into glass which shattered upon her impact and dazzled the girls thought it was best to just run.

Fists Glass And A Motel

Sitting back and listening to this story unfold I was hoping that Lyssa wouldn’t reveal any more news that would just make me edgy and furious. If I had seen someone touch Lyssa let alone throw her across the room twice in which she also received an elbow to the face, there would have been no stopping the rage from erupting.

No doubt, I would not have stopped my vigilant hysteria until I was either lying on the ground within an inch of my life or the guy who pushed Lyssa and bruised her was lying on the ground with a kitchen knife in his eye and shards of glass implanted in the back of his skull as if I was flicking them at him like ninja stars. I haven’t had the chance to test my outburst just as yet but be sure, if anyone touches what is rightfully mine, I will flip.

With Lyssa and the other girls walking onto the street the fight spilled out with them and the whole pub was within the all in brawl. Like noted, Lyssa received an elbow in the face which was a hard shock and almost knocked her nose off. Fortunately, there was no damage to Lyssa at the end of the night who only sustained a bruising to her leg and a stiff nose she couldn’t feel for some hours.

Sonya actually had her jacket torn off and torn apart by two guys and because she was thrown to the ground trying to break up a fight she started whacking furiously back at the guys. Having rented a motel room, the fifteen of them ended up making their way into the small room to sleep for the night. However, the cops were called on Lyssa as the owner wanted to kick them out without paying them back their money and Lyssa was well against that notion.

Therefore, as the cops were called, Lyssa, Constantine, Sonya and some guy called Isidore hid in the bathroom until everyone else was evacuated. For the rest of the night they didn’t talk about what had just happened apart from their apparent bruising and how the guys were gallant enough to step in for Lyssa and break out a proud fight for her honor. There is no way I would sit back as some low life hit a girl, especially if I knew her intimately.

A Psychic Reads Lyssa

Lyssa also thought to mention the amazing visit to see the psychic on Friday. Foremost, Lyssa advised me on how she was brought to tears because of how true it all sounded and how great her life is going to be in the distant future. I’m sure Lyssa would want me to write this all down for safe keeping so that she can revert back to it in time and see exactly what came true and what didn’t. All I know is that if this all does come true, this world’s greatest psychic that she went to see is the genuine thing.

Foremost, Lyssa mentioned that the psychic referred to Lyssa’s last boyfriend which was me, telling her that we were way from compatible which is true enough despite my vain protest. Sounding a touch uncanny, the guy told Lyssa that she would best suit a man that was born in the month of July. The guy also thought to tell Lyssa that she shouldn’t look to get married and rather, she would be better off to stay single for a while.

On the subject of marriage, he noted that her brother was too young to get married and that he will get divorced and then remarry. The psychic also mentioned that sometime next year Lyssa will travel for nine months and by her words “She will flirt her little ass off and have a great time”. It’s a little vague around this point but I am to understand that in that time Lyssa will find herself a traveling partner and they will hook up for the next year and a half, traveling the world.

Love Kids And Marriage

Switching to her love life and that of children, the psychic was very prompt and solemn when he appealed for Lyssa not to have a child before the age of 25. In her future, he saw her having three possible children if she chose that path and one of them would meet fate’s sword early in life. He also decided to mention that when Lyssa is 27, she will meet a man who will just click in her mind.

She will think “He’s the guy for me” and the both of them will end up getting married in which she will have the best relationship of her life. The psychic mentioned that no one in Lyssa’s family had a happy marriage and she cried mixed tears as she pulled out four cards of hearts in a row which means the guy she marries will love her dearly. What’s more, Lyssa will be the best mother to her children and not to bring up such a bad subject, I feel it would probably have something to do with her losing one child.

I feel that it might not be at conception but later in life, when the child will meet a certain accident and Lyssa will grieve upon that loss, loving her children all the more dearly. With Lyssa and her man having undying love for each other, I was happy for her happiness, a little saddened that this new guy couldn’t be me. However, I’m just being selfish with my thought and presumptions.

I know Lyssa and I will never get married as we are well against each other in compatibility and as one man’s trash is another man’s treasure, we will both find true love in other areas. I know that if Lyssa and I married we could have undying love and that our children would be very loved but I feel that there is some unexplored guy out there who can give Lyssa better than I in love. The psychic told Lyssa not to rush into love which is good advice for Lyssa.

A Bad Back And Nikita’s Poetry

In addition, Lyssa was told that her mum would never remarry but she would have a special male friend through life. In addition, the only problem Lyssa would face in life was regarding health was her bad back. That seemed a bit odd but when Lyssa brought back memories of how she always used to be in pain when doing sit-ups at my house and how she can’t do weights properly because of a tinge in her spine, it sings true.

In addition, the guy told Lyssa that she only has a problem with her heart in the future meaning that she has to quit smoking in order to have the long life granted to her. Anyway that was the end of that portion of conversation but something I should think to mention is how Nikita has now started to write down her thoughts and philosophy. Lyssa received a call by Nikita when I was on the line and she had to ring me back fifteen minutes later so we could continue our talks.

In this conversation Lyssa noted about Nikita’s writing down her thoughts in which it was on par with my expedient adventures here only on paper and with less description. I commend Nikita for writing her thoughts and feelings as I duly note she is the quiet and durable type to do so. Her nature is well intended and as Nikita read some of her philosophy to Lyssa and poetry about angels, Lyssa told me that she sat there amazed at her mind.

I sit here with the same respect to people who draw the same cards and walk the same paths as what prose can offer. The mind is such a talent to waste upon laborious years and I only wish that in the future, I will be allowed to explore the innards of my mind as I did before insisting upon the comfort of a job. In the future, I will see to it that my creativity is well rewarded and the world is well awarded with my deserved texts and poetry.

Trouble With Work

Oh yeah, Lyssa also thought to mention about her work and how she was starting to get sick of it now. Arguing that the new 17 year-old trainee was receiving more money than Lyssa, she was right to be angry. Lyssa hasn’t received a raise for six months and basically, she has been given a heap more work to do than anyone else. The only reason why Lyssa is still working there is because they are still waiting for the new accounts package to come through and it’s been overdue for some time now.

Lyssa was promised six months with the new accounts package before she had to leave yet, she feels that she’s overworked with the accounts as well as Reception everyday. Lyssa is pissed off by her only receiving $290 after tax in which the new trainee started on $320, the same amount as me. I’m not sure if it is the new legislation that has gone through for low income but if so, Lyssa and Penelope should be getting more money as well.

I don’t think that it is very fair on Lyssa but like Kiley who got sick of her work, she might find a better job that pays a load more money that what she receives. Lyssa is probably just treated like an old maid at work now and the trainee will be getting to go on all the two hour lunches with the solicitors and bosses. That my friends, with those parting words is my Sunday night and with my whole weekend now explained, I must capitalize on Tuesday through to Friday. As the time is 10:15 a.m., let me see how far I can get before I have to freeze my thoughts…

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