Work was fine for me on Friday. I finished off documents for the boss. Then I made another money plan on the computer for me to quit in 8 weeks on a Friday.
Shopping Spree In Sydney
With a list in my hand I caught the train to the city for my lunch break.
I walked into Jaycar to buy my goods. I bought 4 crossovers, 2 double gold banana plug terminals, 2 bass tubes, some speaker plugs and tons of speaker wire, all over $200. I decided not to get baffling because the baffle was far too big to carry.
Also included in purchases in Sydney was Keith Sweat’s New CD and Az Yet’s Album.
Work finished a little earlier than usual. I left for home.
Doing Weekly Shopping
In Campbelltown I talked to everyone at Pizza Hut.
Then I got my dad to pick me up.
Driving to Bradbury shops I bought the groceries for the week. Then dad drove us home.
Preparing Custom Speaker Boxes
While at home I ate. Then people started popping up like usual. Ali, Imad, Jett, Keith, Ralf and Shawn, they were all here exhibiting my home speakers.
On another note, Keith is supposedly coming over my house tomorrow to help me with my sound system. Shawn is getting me some plywood for my sound system. Ralf, Ali, Tatton, and Imad might come over to help with my sound system out. It should get fixed by tomorrow.
Cruising With The Clique
Deciding to roll from my house, we drove to Campbelltown Pizza Hut with only a handful of people. From there it escalated to a couple more, and then it died down.
We rolled around Campbelltown before everyone left. By the middle of the night it was just Simon, Ralf, Ali, Hudson and I. We drove to Kentlyn but broke up there.
Getting Into Fights
The party didn’t start tonight until everyone was gone. There were lots of fights.
The first fight we were involved in was a guy that was calling out to our car and looked like a gay, or a woman. Anyway, Ralf got out of the car. I didn’t realize anything was happening until Hudson hammered him in the head and he started running through Mawson Park.
Realizing what was happening, I jumped out of the car and ran after him. People followed but we didn’t find him, until I peeped over a fence where the drags car park used to be.
“What cha doin little boy? What’s wrong,” walking slowly through the fence I asked.
He tried to climb the fence behind him but I ran and pulled the cunt to his ass. He tried hitting me but missed. I got angry, took one swing and knocked him silly.
Getting up, he tried jumping another fence, so I left him alone.
Driving off, Ali got pulled over but nothing happened to him.
Involved In More Fights
The second fight I was involved in was when Hudson hit a guy that was getting onto someone’s woman. Giving him a black eye, the security crowded when a big 30 year old guy pushed Hudson. Hudson started walking away into the park but I followed him and told him to stop. The guy started to walk towards Hudson. There was a group of 30 people, all for Hudson behind him.
Laughing, the guy had balls to approach Hudson. But a guy that used to go to Olympus Gym (he’s pretty cool), calmed the big guy down and got him out of big trouble. The guy walked away.
Everyone was walking to Campbelltown train station to greet the guy that Hudson hit. Seeing him hiding behind the payphones, I picked him out. He started walking away. He got assistance from Maoris that I know from Olympus Gym also. He sat with the Maoris.
With more than ten of us lads there we decided to leave it. Luckily for the little guy the Maoris were big and we knew them.
The Third Confrontation
There was also another time when someone threw food at Simon’s car. I took the baseball bat against a muscle solid 25-year-old and another scrawny guy both with their women.
Ralf and Hudson were with me. I had my jacket on and the baseball bat behind my back fresh from bashing down lights on top of road close offs.
The 25 year old guy started to walk by himself up Moore Oxley Bypass to Bradbury Avenue leaving his woman behind. Handing the bat to Ralf, I chased after the big guy on foot. His woman stopped and talked to me.
The 25-year-old man stopped two people and asked them to help him in a blue. They agreed but it turns out we knew them. The guy kept walking. We had a big laugh.
“Don’t touch me. Keep walking,” I told the other guy. They were on their way.
Havoc With The Baseball Bat
Before everyone left us, we caused mischief by putting road blocks on the road where Macarthur Square is and cause havoc.
Then we drove to the back road of the RTA and parked there so I could try to get some wood for my speakers. Taking the baseball bat, I started pounding into a road block light trying to get it off. I got carried away and demolished the metal bat and the lights. I didn’t get my wood though.
Driving to Caltex we greeted with everyone. Then it was time to go home.
Dropped off by Ali, he left for home.
Making Preparations
When I decide to wake up this morning I’m going to have a packed day.
I’ve got to get my hat embroidery done, buy a blank CD and try to get it engraved.
I then have to try to fix as much as I can on my home speakers in the day.
Then at night I’m going out with Jett to his birthday party. I’ve already paid.
There is supposed to be a party tomorrow night but I’m not sure if it’s true.
It’s 4:52am. I’m on the computer about to get to work on the plans for my speaker cabinets. Then I will have a shower and get ready to sleep.
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.
