Meeting an American Exchange Student – Mad Chaos: February 26, 1997

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On the walk to Campbelltown train station I met an American girl carrying a boy with a broken leg in her hands.  

“Excuse me.  Could you help me find the X-Ray Centre,” she asked.

“I can help you find it,” I offered.

On the way, I asked her some questions.  

The girl looks as old as a young woman that lives in Mount Annan.  

She is an exchange student from America.  She has lived in Australia for 7 months already, used to go to Campbelltown High School and then left for St Patrick’s College for girls.  She is not going to school anymore because schools here aren’t that good.  

I left it at, “I might see you around some time.”

William Has A Problem

At Campbelltown train station I saw William.  He came up to me with a problem.  

William told me that him and his girlfriend who is 15 years old are going to have a baby together, by accident of course.  

She is pregnant.  Even though she can have an abortion, they are now engaged, and might go through with the decision to marry and give birth to a kid.  

I gave him some sound advice.

He told me not to tell anyone but when I came home from work Keith came over and told me the same story.

Then I turned and caught my train to Ashfield.   

Ringing Jewell today from work, I only talked for a minute because she was ready to leave for work herself.  

While the boss was out I got my home phone connected to only call out for local calls.  The cost to call mobile and international phone numbers from home is too high.  My dad’s bill doesn’t exist anymore for some reason.

Tabitha’s Braces

Coming by train to Campbelltown, I got a lift from Rory to my house.

Then Tabitha rang me for tomorrow.  She is getting her braces out.  She told me that she will be seeing me at 2pm on my lunch break and she will show me then.  

I’m calling Jewell at that same time so I’ll let both girls talk to each other.  

Playing A Prank On Jewell

Jewell and I talked to each other again tonight.  I didn’t tell her about my phone yet.  I wanted to see if she would guess that I was on it.

Sometimes I can’t believe her.  At first I told her I was on my Nokia mobile phone and how I’d be talking to her for two hours wasting $30 on one call.  She kind of believed me on that.  Then I gave her a clue that my battery only lasts 50 minutes maximum.  

I got tired and rang up the operator with my mobile phone.  I held the mobile to the landline phone.

Hello Operator.  May I help you?”

Yes I’d like to get the home phone number for Jewell Reilly Please.”

Hold for the number please.”

Jewell was confused.  You would think she would have it by now but she was too confused to think.  

I called the operator once more.  I finally told Jewell that I had called her landline from the home phone.  She didn’t guess.

Discussing Our Needs

Jewell and I talked today about being passionate with each other, torrid to be exact.  

Speaking Macedonian I told her “Ella Ovde”, which means ‘Come here’ meaning come over and be torrid (passionate), with me.  

Whenever we are in a crowd situation and she turns me on that is what I will say to her, and I hope she responds.

The Random Compliment

“A girl in Macarthur Square that saw us together came up to me.  She asked who you were,” Jewell shared.

Jewell hinted I was her boyfriend.  

The girl said to Jewell, “God you’re lucky!”  

I was happy for both of us having put her through that situation.  She would have felt good.  

Keith Drives Over

Keith drove to my house shortly after.  I didn’t feel intimidated by him today, much anyway.  

Keith left after I hung up the phone to Jewell.  He saw the Campbelltown Council letter and laughed.  

I’m going to shower and have an earlier night tonight.

I’m thinking of having a day off on Monday if my credit card comes in before then.  I can use the day off to buy my CD player.  

If I have much money left over I’m going to buy my dipole tweeters for my sound system speaker boxes.

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