Write Lyssa A Poem
Passing my day quickly, I missed out on an annual occurrence in my life, my Diary.
Since yesterday, work was fine. I had a less busy day and decided to write Lyssa an actual poem. It was sick, and it’s confusing without some guidance, like a normal poem would be.
Receiving my new Credit Card yesterday, I also got a call from the person who’s selling me the computer. He’s coming over today after 7pm and delivering my IBM Pentium 200 MHz computer.
Coralie Comes Out Of Narellan Brothel
After work I came home. Jett called me while I was still on the bus. He said he’d call back.
While I was walking home from work I walked past the back of the brothel. I saw Coralie coming out, the one that Ali got onto. So either her friend works there, her mum, or she has something to do with the place. She makes me sick just thinking of the bitch.
I’m not going to tell Penelope or Lyssa or any of her friends, but because almost all of the boys know, she’s bound to find out.
Shawn Offers To Scan My Photo Album
Shawn came over with his car that has been re-registered. We were talking about computers and what we could do with his scanner and all my pictures. We’re going to scan my photo album onto disk and then manipulate pictures so that we can print them out and have some fun with them.
Also, I’ll be able to produce the songs in my mind onto computer and print some scores out for them.
While at home, Ali came over. He left as soon as he came.
The Schoolboys Who Teased Lyssa
When they left I called up Lyssa at 9:30pm and we talked for an hour. She told me how she visited Bielka’s new apartment in Five Dock. Bielka, Rita and Velda will all live together.
While they were walking through an alley, some 15-year-olds teased them.
Putting their glasses down below their eyes, they said, “Hmm, she’s alright,” to Lyssa.
Then the other said, “Nah, she’s got freckles.”
They also told Rita she’s got a big butt.
I felt bad when Lyssa told me that she cried over it and has lost her self-esteem. Rita went off at them. She was ready to get a pole and hit them over the head. They were Italian or something.
If I ever visit Five Dock I’m going to be the first to walk the alley where the schoolboys teased my friends, and they’ll be the last to crawl out.
Finishing my conversation with Lyssa, my waterbed was cold and I had a cold sleep.
Imad Due To Return My Modem
I was alright for this morning. The bus was cramped today. I had to be seated next to someone.
Imad should be traveling to his house today to be getting my Amiga 500 baud modem and also talking to Mace about software.
Lyssa and I are meeting at the bus stop when I’m in Campbelltown. Shawn might also be coming over to help.
I’ll be visiting Johnnie’s dad to acquire the CDs from him so I can upload the software to my computer.
Martinson Engineering Work – Tuesday
Apart from that, I’m trying to keep busy at work with Martinson Engineering, but that ain’t gonna happen.
I’ve got the phone for today. Mrs. M isn’t in. Fun.
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.
