Meet Up With The Girls
Last night Ali turned up to my house. We ended up driving to Woodbine McDonald’s to meet Imad. Once Imad arrived he had to travel to pick up Dina from work. Ali and I thought he wouldn’t come back but he surprised the both of us, as we were talking to the Lebs at McDonald’s.
Imad had to leave once again to get dressed at his house. Once again Ali and I thought he would dog it, but to our surprise, he didn’t.
Penelope, Lyssa, Velda and Rita were traveling to the City to dance at the Temple. They met up with us for about twenty minutes at Pizza Hut. There we got out Velda’s camera and took some group pictures of the girls and then single one’s of Lyssa and I.
Cruise To Sydney With Ali
Taking our pictures, we all headed together for the City, the three cars we had. Along the line we lost Penelope and stopped on the highway to wait. While waiting for the girls, every semitrailer that would pass us we would stand near it so we can catch the wind and get some adrenaline.
Lyssa and the girls showed up. Then we headed off again for the City. The stupid thing about this was that Penelope took the M5 and we took the toll-free way. Regardless of that and a few hiccups, we arrived at Sydney and were eager to travel to King’s Cross.
Ali In A Car Accident
On the way Ali was doing light speed, as was Imad. There was a car parking and Imad harshly pounded the brakes. Ali and I were behind and we hit the brakes almost hitting Imad. Ali wasn’t as lucky as a taxi hit his car from behind. I turned around and saw it coming a few seconds beforehand. There was no real problem with Ali’s car but I know that I hate taxi drivers. Because of that incident, Imad was in front of us and out of view.
Driving into the Cross Imad walked up off the road and told us where he parked his car. Parking near the same spot where Ali’s car broke down just before King’s Cross a couple of months ago, we helped a guy that broke down… for over an hour, and didn’t fix the problem.
Visit Strip Clubs In King’s Cross
The time was almost 2am and Models Inc. was free admission. Imad, Ali and I walked in. The first two girls were great and fabulous. There we sat for almost an hour looking and venomously drooling. Because it was Ali’s birthday I shouted him some Models Inc. money. The aim is to give it to a stripper and she will give a couple of seconds out of her time and make it yours. That was also the only way we could sit up the front with a good view.
There we sat, Ali with three tickets, Imad with one and me with one. The aim of the game was to basically see who could last the longest not giving the money to the stripper in her garter on her leg.
Ali was weak and as soon as he smelt a touch of flavor, the first of his money was gone. Imad and I laughed hard at the pathetic show put up by Ali and his weak antics. Ali gave another ticket as Imad and I tried to avoid the strippers and more necessarily the waitress who kept squeezing Imad’s nipples.
Imad was the next to give his money away because of pressure he was getting from the strippers. Ali and I still with one ticket left we waited for our time. Spending too long in this joint, we basically got rid of our tickets and then received a call from Lucas and Simon whom I invited to the City way before. They were in the City and were parking the car. We were heading for another strip joint.
The Boys Join Ali’s Birthday Party
As Lucas and Simon joined us we dazed at a pretty ugly dancer. Then we left basically because the waitress was pushy to give us a drink. We visited one or two more strip joints. The last stripper we saw was voluptuous, large and sculpted and had a mad face but with too much make up. She gave a mad show and that was it for Ali.
What I think is that he wanted to meet up with Penelope. I knew all along. Lucas and Simon wanted to stay. I kind of wanted to stay for them as well, but Ali and Imad were persistent to leave. Lucas and Simon came along and helped us find where the girls were.
Stranger Masturbates At The Girls
Driving across the Glebe Island Bridge we met up with the girls at a BP service station.
Lyssa told me that just a couple of minutes ago a guy around my age pulled out his dick and started masturbating in front of the girls while they were in the car.
The sick ass kept going as Penelope backed up the car to another side of the service station.
There we sat for 15 minutes talking. Then we made plans to head home. There were three cars and the time was almost 4:30am.
The Drive Back Home
The trip back home took over an hour and Penelope didn’t want to travel in front of Ali for some reason. Lyssa seemed a bit snobby as well.
Anyways, coming back to Campbelltown Penelope dropped off Velda and Rita, and then came back. We were purchasing food. The girls thought we were being snobs, so they took off. The time was nearing 6am.
Lyssa and Penelope were going to work at Penelope’s dad’s shop today. Lyssa and Penelope left for work straight after Macers and I bought my girlfriend a hash brown.
Pulling An All-Nighter Playing Sim City
Since I came home I got stuck on Sim City and was glued until an hour or two ago when I just realized I’ve been up for most of the day.
Also, another person who hasn’t had sleep so far is Lyssa. Lyssa hasn’t had sleep yet today I don’t think as she is still at the shop until I don’t know when.
After this Diary entry I’m going to crash. I’m real tired now, gotta go.
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.
