Here I am again, this time to add more to the conspiracy that circles my life with Lyssa. Her feelings for me at the start of our relationship could have been different to what I was feeling.
Neighbor Gives Me A Lift
Now, starting with the day’s events, let me say I woke up at 12:30pm today. Lyssa gave me a call. I told her I was heading for Campbelltown. From there I would travel to her house and then meet her after work at Leumeah station.
Having a shower and something to eat I started my walk to Campbelltown on a hot sunny day. Not even down one street, a lady that I know just on the next street down from my street and on the first corner started talking to me. She then offered me a lift to Campbelltown. Not able to say no I jumped in her car, as we headed for Campbelltown. I wasn’t sure what the conversation would consist of but she told me why she was headed to Campbelltown and I told her of my plans to get contact lenses. Then we talked about that until I reached the mall.
Bumping Into Tabitha
Thanking her for the lift I walked to Sanity to listen to a CD. Then I thought I would walk around. Unexpectedly, I heard someone yelling my name in the distance. Turning around I was distressed to find it was Tabitha.
Tabitha told me a very funny story. I’m sure I would have noted that she went out with an Italian who asked to marry her after a day and sex, and even gave her a ring. Well, she told me that one night as he was sleeping over her house he ransacked her parent’s room, stole $250 and then forged her dad’s signature on a blank cheque and stole $200 more. Then he took the liberty of steeling some of the family’s jewelry and left.
As she was telling me this story Ali and Penelope popped up. Saying bye to Tabitha, I joined them as they had something to eat. Sticking with them for half an hour, I decided to make my way around Campbelltown so I can finish my errands.
Imad Purchases New Digital Mobile Phone
Imad called me on his new digital mobile phone, which he bought for his birthday. He’s with One-Tel because no one would give him a sim card on any plan, so he’s bought a sim card that only allows $60 worth of calls worth one dollar a minute. After that is used up his mobile phone has incoming calls only.
Travel To Lyssa’s House
Walking to the bank I took my money out and then called Centrelink to book an interview for tomorrow regarding my application for the government to fund my course at SAE.
Catching the train, I then bought some fish and chips at Leumeah and walked to Lyssa’s house around 4pm.
Finding A Smoking Gun
While at Lyssa’s house I watched television and ate my food. Then I looked through her address book and a Diary of 1994. What shocked me was that she had written on one page “Charlene Minowel loves Ali Abdulrashid” in a school test that supposedly determines what percentage of compatibility you and the other are, and if you will get married, have an affair or be worst enemies. I remembered a telephone conversation Lyssa and I had near the start of our relationship where we did actually do something like that on the phone, but Lyssa had also done me.
Flipping the pages I found Penelope with Ali, Lyssa with Imad, Sofia with Channing and some other names used. But a couple of pages later I noticed I had not been mentioned.
Pick Lyssa Up From Train Station
Time rolled by. I then made my way to the station to meet with Lyssa. There I sat for half an hour wondering if I would also probably see Nikita but Lyssa beat her to it. Lyssa didn’t notice me at first. Then catching my eye, she jumped with excitement because I met her after work.
Lyssa and I were real happy to be in each other’s arms on the way home. We were also coy with each other.
Lyssa told me how she was stopped by a girl who was chasing her around the City today. The girl was asked to follow her by an owner of a hairdresser shop. They liked her hair and wanted her to model for a shoot on Sunday. They will supply her with clothes and give her a more natural blonde color and then take pictures of her. I’m not sure as to what they will contribute to or if she will be paid for her troubles, but the service will be free to her.
Confront Lyssa About Her Diary
Reaching Lyssa’s house she found she was real tired. While she made herself something to eat, I sprung the problem on her. I questioned her about the diary. She could not remember when she had done it or really give me any straight answers as to why I wasn’t included in the test.
It might sound dumb to the reader who is listening in right now, but to me it was a big thing to find that my girlfriend (at least a month into the relationship, when Lyssa at least started hanging out with Emanuel and Channing), knowing I only had eyes for her at that time, she would rather spend time thinking about people of the likes of Channing and Imad than me.
Read Lyssa’s Diary For 1997
Upsetting as it was to me, Lyssa told me there was a dairy under the house that had me all through it. So we walked downstairs. Lyssa helped me lift some boxes out. Searching through the rubble we found a Diary for 1996 and 1997, which we had taken upstairs.
Still angry and with her mum now home, I sat in the living room with Lyssa and started reading the Diaries to set my mind a little at ease. One of the diaries I had already read, which was her latest writings. The year before that all the talk was about Jermaine. Every page had his name graphically all over the place.
Lyssa and I were frank about it with hugs and kisses to complement our easing of the situation. I’m not the type to be jealous. I never really have been, but finding out what I did today made me green with envy.
Walking into Lyssa’s room earlier I found that she slept with Bubbsy Wubbsy Woo Woo last night. As she lay on her bed and was holding my little puppy dog gift I took a picture of her. I thought it was cute how she was saying his name, as I took the picture.
Lyssa had her dinner with her mum. In that time I arranged a lift for me to Leumeah Station. Soon after we left and as I was dropped off, I thanked Lyssa’s mum and said goodbye. My train was right there, as I caught it to Campbelltown. Thinking the bus would take too long to arrive, I jogged most of the way home.
Wish Imad A Happy Birthday
While at home I gave Lyssa a call. We talked for a couple of minutes, as I woke her up from her sleep. We made plans for me to see her after work again. Then I said goodnight.
Calling Imad also tonight I wished him a happy birthday as today is the day. Imad is working tonight because someone wouldn’t fill for him. He’s missing out on sex with Dina whom he’s now made up with.
Imad and Ali are just as bad as each other when it comes to trust. Ali is the worst-case scenario as he always wants to spy on his girlfriend, doesn’t want her to go anywhere, and spends every available moment spying.
Imad isn’t as bad because he has the freedom to divert his energies to other women. Sure he has Dina whom he gets angry at when she goes out and has the intention of spying on her, but he never really does. He has things like Rena and other on the side responsibilities tying him down.
I think it’s funny how if Rena fucks around behind his back it doesn’t matter, but his first is always the most important. I think it’s also funny how he doesn’t want Dina to cheat on him or go out at night and have fun, but here he is doing exactly what he preaches.
Some boring ass show is on television. Let me just say, I’m boosting up my workout regimen. Last night I did some sit-ups. Tonight I might do some more. If I feel right, I will work out.
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.
