Thinking of writing in my diary on Thursday, I just didn’t have enough to tell, so I postponed it. Now I’m a day late.
Konquer Insurance Work – Thursday
Yesterday, Frank wasn’t in the office for half of the day. He left for home to study for his accountancy degree.
In that time I finished Jett’s résumé.
I inquired about a manual for my camera, which will cost me $10.
After all that was done, Frank came back and let me off an hour early. I didn’t hesitate.
The Reflection Of Me In Her
I caught a train from Ashfield back home to Campbelltown.
God there are lots of hotties on the trains these days, I just love how girls with a little beef in their legs cross them, ever so closely together. The fashion today is tight jeans that make their bodies look… ugh.
Walking to Pizza Hut I waited for a while. No one came, so I called my dad to pick me up.
Waiting at the front of Pizza Hut, I was eagerly watching a nice lady. She was paying attention also to me.
She spun me out when she started drying the tears in her eyes, as if to tell me, “I’m so close but so apart because I never can make the first move towards a guy. So I’m going to sit here and be sad. Notice me.”
That’s how I feel sometimes, most of the times actually. So that’s what I need to change.
Chasing Girls In Macarthur Square
Yesterday was another fine day. We all met at my house. Then I jumped in with Ali. We drove to Macarthur Square.
Tonight, the girls were out in bundles. I didn’t hesitate once more to make a fool of myself by howling, staring, you know, the guy thing.
The redheaded chick was there once more, but I only saw her once. I don’t think that she noticed me.
When Macarthur Square finished, Ali dropped me off. I watched “The Long Kiss Goodnight” until midnight. Then I got ready for today.
Konquer Insurance Work – Friday
I began to write my diary at 10:35am on the work computer. It’s still early in the day. I have a lot of thinking to do. I need to hear a lady’s voice that wants to hear mine also.
Hard Life On A Low Wage
When my workday is over, I’m going to pay my telephone and pay me credit card off. That will be all my money except for the weekend money. These days I’m going broke. I hate having a budget like mine. If Frank was better to me, he’d know that even $250 a week would help me out a great deal.
Deciding Between CDs Or Photos
I’ve got to contemplate now whether to buy Az Yet’s new single “Hard to say I’m sorry” or buy some film for my camera in hopes of getting good snaps this weekend.
That’s my fashion now. Every week I’ll be taking pictures. I should take some good photos at the city though.
The Weekend Plan
Having a vibe for this weekend, it might not be good for everyone but it will certainly be good for me.
Friday might be good with us going to a lookout and having fun.
Saturday should be a blast if there is a party.
On Sunday or maybe even sooner, I’m going to invite Jewell to my house to watch a movie, probably Romeo and Juliet. Zola and Kofi are invited also, seeming she’ll also invite them. The body language she will give off from that day will determine if she still wants me, and to what extent.
Now it’s time to stop writing and leave once again.
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.
