Lots Of Questions About Life
I should act on the moment. Now that I haven’t I might have degraded my feelings and bypassed them with others.
All day at work, I was just thinking of what I wrote and how I feel.
Why don’t I have a car?
Why does my job suck?
Why can’t I find something that will get me what I need?
Imad Drives Me Home
These thoughts just kept circulating even as I came home on the train.
Coming home was the worst because I almost lost it at Campbelltown train station. Imad waited for me at Pizza Hut to pick me up and he drove me home. He knew that something was wrong. He knew since last night. That cunt always knows.
Losing It Once Home
Driving home he left for somewhere.
I have to tell my Diary that I cracked when I got to my house.
There was so much pressure not to show my emotions to Imad in the car. It took a lot to hold back.
Getting home it didn’t take long to start thinking again.
Putting it all back together, Ali came over and told me the girls were coming with us in Ali’s car. Then we came back to my house and had a good old talk. He worked out what the problem was with me, which made me feel a little bit better.
Lyssa was worried for me also, as she rang up to talk to me about my problem. But I shunned it off for that moment.
Ralf and the boys wanted to turn up to the party but the problem was there were no vacant spots in the cars and I was getting blamed for that.
The House Party
Picking up Lyssa, Penelope and Velda in Imad’s car, we drove to the party.
At first I didn’t like the party. Imad, Ali and I found ourselves talking to each other at the front.
From there, Ali got occupied. So it was me and Imad.
Then I got hung up with Lyssa while Imad scooted off with Velda. Slowly, as always, the crowd started blending. I started getting used to the company and also Lyssa’s.
Lyssa Drinks, Dances & Kicks Back
Lyssa was drinking tonight. She seems to get very horny when she’s drunk. Rory was turning up to the party. So I solved the problem with Ralf and the boys. They all crammed in with Rory. Simon. Fred also turned up and the party was banging.
Lyssa, me and the couples walked upstairs. I found out that Lyssa is a hot dancer, a turn on. In most ways we are different to one another but in others we are so much alike. We have to bring each other together to get anything from this relationship.
After a couple of hours the party was over. We were the last group to leave.
Lyssa Lets Me Be Intimate
Driving to Woodbine Macers I sat next to Lyssa in the back of Ali’s car. We held each other’s hands, held each other close and thought.
Lyssa let me explore in the backseat because she had the clothes for it, she let me feel around her cleavage and within. It’s not ‘all that’ but that’s the boost I needed.
The party is now over. I’ve been dropped off. But don’t fret, Lyssa is coming over my house tomorrow morning to watch a couple of movies at my home.
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.
