“Say you love me every waking moment, say the words and I shall follow you, say you love me every day and night time, promise me that all you say is true, that’s all I ask of you.” Just a small passage from the Phantom of the Opera. It was the song in my mind just before I started writing this entry. Absolutely no significance to why I am writing so early in the morning or my weekend.
Stay Up While Lyssa Sleeps
Remembering some nights ago now, I wrote in my Diary that it has been such a long time since I have encrusted these pages in the morning. Well, it’s not to the exact specifications that I held a day job or had just woken up but it will have to do. Why you ask am I writing in my Diary at this time of morning? Part of the reason is because I’m delusional.
Right now I’ll have to elaborate key significance in my weekend so I can write in detail next time round. Seriously, I’m so delusional that my vision is getting blurred, my spelling is all wrong, and I can’t think properly. So, let me just speak in point form.
Make Plans With Lyssa
Let me start with Friday night. Thinking that I had an afternoon nap because I went to sleep very late, I awaited Lyssa at my house instead of meeting her in Campbelltown.
Lyssa gave me a call when she arrived home. Waking up, I had a little talk. Asking me to rent the movie from Video Ezy I had placed on hold, I dressed myself and prepared to head to Bradbury Shops. Only there briefly, I rented the movie and then headed back home.
Friday night after writing in my Diary I played the computer for a short time. Lyssa was due within the next hour, as I played on my computer. From what I recall, I called Lyssa’s house and found out she was on her way with Carleigh. Turning off my computer game, I cleaned up my room and then awaited Lyssa.
Movie Night With Lyssa
Five minutes later Lyssa arrived. Letting her in my house, I noticed she had the same large suitcase we took to the Novotel. What could Lyssa possibly have brought over that was so valuable? Turns out it was her makeup, some sets of clothes, and her hair dryer. You can’t leave home without it.
Settling down at my house and placing the movie in the video player, we lay on my bed and began viewing the movie “Kiss The Girls”. Lyssa was real tired on Friday night, she could hardly keep her eyes open.
Lyssa Gets Emotional In Bed
We didn’t watch the movie “Kiss The Girls”all the way through. Near the end of the movie we were distracted, for a very long time, but it wasn’t all smiles.
Lyssa and I started kissing. Then that led to something else. Before you knew it, enough sweat for a marathon.
While the wheels were in motion, Lyssa’s lack of energy and tiredness caused her to hurt. Her water levels were depleting as a result of that. Lyssa stopped and started to cry and get sad. Comforting her, I tried to be compassionate.
She commented, “I never do anything right. Why are you with me?”
Lyssa was just tired.
Together we lay with nothing but a blanket over us.
Soon after our ordeal, I coaxed Lyssa into sleeping. Friday, we had an early night because both of us were disappointed. I could have lay awake all night but as my head rested on the pillow, as I lay next to her, I drifted off.
Late in the night, I woke back up to turn the television and radio off and then went back to sleep. The bed was getting uncomfortable for us both, so I lay the blankets on the ground. The rest of the night was spent there.
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.
