Recapping from Friday morning, I remember that I woke up late from a full sleep. I had to hurry myself up.
Konquer Insurance Work Day
Work was boring enough right until I got my money. Then it was fun.
Browsing In Burwood
Upon finishing work I caught a train to Burwood.
I paid my phone bill off at Optus.
Then I viewed the skirts that I want to see with Jewell today.
Preparing For Colors Nightclub
Getting home with Simon yesterday, I got ready for the night.
Ralf was waiting for me. He came to my house to pick me up.
We left to pick up some people to go to Colors Nightclub on Friday night.
Seeing Jewell
Driving to the roller-skating rink I met up with my woman there for a while. She looked happy to see me.
Asking Kofi if he wants to come with us, he denied us. Then he told me he couldn’t come with us today to the city.
Giving Jewell a goodnight kiss, we left. I didn’t really want to go, but I ended up anticipating the arrival to Colors Nightclub.
Colors Nightclub
Ralf, Shawn and I walked in to Colors nightclub.
At first while it was picking up it was shit. Spending some money on the pokies for something to do, I lost my money. That is the last time I use pokies. I think that they’re fucked.
Walking back into the nightclub it was pumping. Everyone there was flashy. Good shit was on.
Ginuwine started to play so we got into gear and on the dance floor doing our thang. There were some very weird people there.
There was this really fat Samoan bitch that kept laughing at herself.
There was a weird ass computer nerd like guy that just jumped and waved his hands around, really, really fast and looked like a fuck wit. Shawn and I had some good laughs when Ralf danced next to him imitating all his dance steps.
Then there was the fat guy that TRIED to dance, didn’t have groove when he was trying to do some homie shit.
Then there was the drugged up bitch in her 20’s that looked hot but she was on something and thought she was a pro when she was dancing. Truth is I laugh more at her dancing style than fat boys.
Pondering Punching On
Also there was a dumb fuck. When I sat down he kept staring at me. Ralf and Shawn left for the toilets so I stared him out like he wanted me to. He tapped his friends. They didn’t give a shit for him. They couldn’t hear him. All his friends were Leb try-hards, Greeks with bad pony tails.
Ralf and Shawn came back. I stood up, thought about it, and then told them to dance. I sat back down. The night was lined for my first nightclub. I’d go again someday.
Getting home at 4:30am, I slept straight away.
Birthday Preparations
Imad just woke me up at 9:30am wondering what I was doing for his Birthday. He is my best friend so I’m going to have to get him something good. The thing is that no one else really cares.
Still, I have to ring Jewell and plan a time to see each other at Campbelltown Station. Today is going to be fun, going to Burwood, Ashfield and then the city to watch a movie.
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.
