Today was one to be excited about, except for the working part of the day.
Taking Photos Of The Fog
Sleepless was pretty much last night because I couldn’t get comfortable on the waterbed. So I slept on the floor for half the night.
Waking up nice and early, I had a shower, got ready and walked out in the midst of fog. The fog was as thick as I can remember from a long time ago at night when it was thick. Bringing the camera out, I took a photo of the street covered of fog.
The Accounting Job Interview In Sydney
Then I walked to Campbelltown train station.
On the train into Sydney I slept for 20 minutes. When I woke up, it was bright and sunny.
The job interview for the accounting firm on George street was exceptional.
Even though the job interview went above standards for me, I’m not sure as to whether I’ll take the job. It doesn’t have what I am looking for.
There is another job advertised in the paper at the moment for a photographer, part time for Pixi Photos in Campbelltown. If I can show them I really want the job and I’m keen, I’ve got it.
Frank Interviews For New Employee
After my job interview I caught a train to Ashfield to start work. It seems that Frank was looking for another employee for Konquer Insurance while I was still there. It’s definite that I’m not going to be working there after this week. This is my last pay week.
The Resplendence Of Sunshine
Coming home was beautiful, the sun was shining its brightest today. I gawked at the brilliance and majestic sight of the sky. I sat gazing for an eternity at an eternity for my sole purpose to achieve happiness within. The clouds were beautiful, as if a lake was within the sky and the sun was shining off the riverbed, back into the sky. Dimmed by the wetness of the clouds, there was even a rainbow to complement the relaxing feeling.
Even more too, was I relaxed than to know that Lyssa was watching the heavens with me, and I felt at ease with that thought, because it was true.
Coming home, Imad brought me my camera. We drove to Centennial lookout where I took one last photo and he dropped me off home.
Lyssa Comes Over
Lyssa was eager to see me, very eager, and I was too. So we arranged for Imad to see Velda and Lyssa to see me.
Forth came Lyssa to my home, talking blissfully, concentrating on each other.
Lyssa was in her school uniform tonight making her all the more sexy. My mind was open to suggestions that I didn’t take faintheartedly.
Thoughts drifted as we watched Melrose Place. She told me of how she talked to Pavlina’s friends today.
Lyssa Hears Pavlina Smear Me
While getting on the train this morning I saw Jennifer (Pavlina’s friend) and some of Lyssa’s friends. But I sat with myself because they were all together on an excursion. I was told how Pavlina’s friends tried hard to turn Lyssa off me because I was supposed to be such a sleaze with Pavlina.
In reality, Pavlina just couldn’t take rejection and her friends were too young to understand true morals.
Lyssa Insecure About Impressions
Lyssa and I also discussed how she is insecure about what me and my friends think of her. She is insecure of what type of person I think she is. After only 3 weeks or more of knowing Lyssa, I must admit once again that our relationship is being taken very fast, but that’s only because of my horniness and also her willingness.
There must be a point made here. I’m not sleazy unless I constantly push and then don’t give a shit. I care how Lyssa feels. If she doesn’t wish to go further, she doesn’t go.
If she wants to be a virgin for a long time, I respect that.
However, the point is, it takes two to tango. I’m not the only one dancing and I must admit, she’s a pretty good dancer when it comes to that.
She might stop me one moment but then she’ll be all over me the next wanting me to stop. She’ll turn me on in many ways that are spicy but not in the ways I wish.
When Imad came to pick up Lyssa, we all sat in his car and talked for at least an hour before they left.
Lyssa I will call tomorrow because otherwise, we will both feel insecure.
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.
