Thinking of thoughts, actually thoughts raced through my head today like crazy.
Konquer Insurance Work Day
Getting to work at 10am, I was the first. So I done my deeds. Frank came soon after that.
Work was well today. While the boss was out to play I had lots of time to think.
Cryptography At Work
Frank got me working on the payroll today. I found out Serenity’s full name. She was the one that has a password on one of her files that I’m dying to work out. She worked for Frank for a month. Her full name is Serenity Rion with two middle names, and she’s only 17 years old.
Flicking through her résumé, I found that she lives in Moorebank. I should not be prying but I want to find what’s on that file.
Meanwhile I worked on my own password files for the next in line to work out who I was. Fun.
Office Gossip
My letter should be delivered first thing tomorrow morning. If I’m lucky the advertisement is in today’s Chronicle.
Yanna is losing her job and her mind because people at work are fucking her up. It’s always the nice ones.
The Girl On The Train
Coming home from work, I saw that girl on the train today that I’ve always wanted to find the name of but never have had the guts to talk to her. She came into the same carriage as me. She sat down near me and looked at me through the mirror reflection, but nothing was exchanged. Perhaps when I’m in a different situation like on the weekend.
She is very nice and sleek, reminds me of an all-natural girl that I’d like to have in my all-natural mind, naturally.
Also on my mind was Jewell today. I was thinking of whether I should call her tonight. But it was too late to call her, since I didn’t arrive home until 9pm.
Bumping Into Lyssa
Walking to Pizza Hut after the train I saw Rory. He gave me some tickets for Video Ezy where I can get free movies. I’ve got 20 of them.
Coming from the gym was Lyssa and her friend, the one that Rory likes. I wasn’t trying anything with Lyssa, just sitting back, looking. The girls started to talk about something and giggled. I knew it was about me. What do I deserve for that? I’ve never done them wrong.
Let me tell me something. Tony, this month has been a struggle. It will be for a while to go. People don’t appreciate who you are and where you are but yourself. People only appreciate the fact that they can get at you, with a car, with a bit more money, a bit more style, more touch. Do I have these things now?
I know I have a touch like no other. My thoughts can make you cry those happy tears or can make you hate the evening you stepped on me. I can cease existence within the blink of an eye. I can also put a smile on your face, and keep it there, whatever you think.
All people have to do is get to know me, elaborate on me, feed my emotions, because when I am down the track and I do have my car, my money, my life, my style, I’m not going to care about the people that dissed me because of this and that, instead of finding the time to look deep. But these days who can look deep. The only deep that girls know these days is the depth of your pocket. Longer the better.
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.
