Auntie Mira Family Visit
Waking up Saturday morning, I didn’t think it would be what it was. Waking up, my Auntie Mira came over. I said my hellos, had a shower and walked to Campbelltown.
Retail Shopping With Jett In Campbelltown Mall
Supposed to meet Lyssa so we could travel to buy clothes for me, she changed the plans on the last minute deciding to go for lunch with her friends. At first they were supposed to go to Chili’s restaurant, but they ended up going to Pizza Hut.
Meanwhile, Jett and I walked around Campbelltown mall, as I bought 3 CDs and some hip hop posters for my room.
Hanging Out With The Boys
Meeting up with Lyssa, Bielka and Penelope, they dropped me and Jett at my house. They left to find a fake ID for Lyssa. Once again, Lyssa didn’t seem that attentive to me, so much that we didn’t call each other tonight, maybe because my phone was fucked up.
Ralf, Imad and Ali also showed up at my house. Jett and Ralf left for the Catholic Club. The others drove home to get ready.
Staying home and listening to my sound system, an hour later Ali showed up.
The City Cruise With The Lebs
Driving to Pizza Hut we met with Simon there. We had a conversation there before we got kicked out once more. No one wanted to come out tonight. Nothing was popping until we drove to Woodbine Macers.
About 5 cars full of Lebs were going to the City. Ali and I wanted to go. Dropping Imad at Dina’s, we picked up Ralf and Jett and started driving.
The trip there was fucked, scrubbing out with four people and reaching and maintaining high speeds. Losing the group near the City, we cruised to Kings Cross.
Ali’s Celica Breaks Down In Sydney
Ali’s car fucked up. Pushing it to a small street, we sat there for hours trying to fix what couldn’t be fixed.
Losing everyone else, we were stuck for the night.
Coming up with many plots, we ate Macers, discussed the situation, and then tried to steal a Celica that was on the same street. Ralf opened the Celica’s door and the alarm went off.
Numerous times more, I jumped in the car trying to jiggle the key, but to no avail. Nothing was taken from the car.
The Night Ride Bus To Campbelltown
Deciding to take a walk to catch a night ride bus from Sydney to Campbelltown, we said hello to many transvestite prostitutes, took pictures of strange chicks, and then sat to wait for a night ride bus.
The bus trip home was fucked. Ralf talked almost all night, we made mum jokes, and I tied Ali’s shoes to the seat when he was asleep. Taking pictures on the bus also, Ali went off at me for tying his shoes together.
There’s nothing more to tell about tonight.
The Plan To Rescue Ali’s Celica
Ali and Imad and maybe me are going to the City tomorrow very early in the morning to rescue Ali’s Celica.
If I don’t go to Sydney, then Lyssa is coming over my house. I’ll rent a movie, and we’ll relax until very late with each other in hands.
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.
