Early days yet, but as early as it is, it’s time to write in my Diary. Today wasn’t that boring I must say, but I did sleep in more than I should have.
This morning I woke up at 7am and felt great. But because it was so early and there was nothing to do, I went back to sleep. Repeatedly I kept waking up but I didn’t fully wake up until Lyssa gave me a call at 11am. Even then, I sounded groggy. Lyssa didn’t talk to me that long for that reason.
Looking For A Free Piano
Waking up, I then wondered what I was going to do for the day. Listening to music for part of the day, I was wondering how I was going to get down to Campbelltown to lodge my form. Craving for a place to use a piano but not to get tutored (just to use the piano to score my songs), I tried calling a couple of places.
Firstly, I called The University of Music in the City. They told me that I had to write a letter to them regarding an ‘After Hours Pass’. Then they would write back with their reply. Students are allowed to use the piano room but people like me can only use it after hours and only if I have an ‘After Hours Pass’.
Calling some other places, that was my best bet. So I started on the computer with a formal letter to the University.
While typing away in my computer I heard dad’s car start. Automatically I thought that was my trip to Campbelltown. Finishing up with my work I saved it onto a disk hurriedly. Then I asked dad if he could give me a lift to Campbelltown. Jumping into the car, dad gave me a lift to Duffy Brothers.
Using Public Library Computers
Jumping out I thanked dad. With my Centrelink form and floppy disks in my hand (and a bit of money mum gave me before I left) I headed for the library. While there I started fixing up the letter. I noticed a girl sitting opposite of me with her back to me. Every now and again I would glance over. The girl was with her mum and typing up her résumé. She had dark hair, lightly bronzed complexion but lacked in some categories.
While taking my print out at the front desk there was this Lebanese girl in front of me. The girl looked heaps fresh in the face. I thought she would have known Penelope. She looked like she resembled one of Penelope’s cousins. The girl, in black tight Lycra pants that clung to her butt and an Adidas jacket with her hair done in a ponytail had a little brother with a quirky smile. On occasion she would look back and give me a look.
Looking down towards her feet, I noticed her shoes were desperately muddy on the soles, with mud creeping up towards her pants where there were some lightly spattered pieces of mud on her pants. She reminded me of an Off Road Rally Car.
Back on the computer in there, I tried to print some pictures from my floppy disks.
Putting the second floppy disk in, I thought there were going to be car pictures. Instead an R-rated picture came up on screen from the time I was at Shawn’s house and downloaded some. Instantly I took it off. I’m not sure anyone had seen. I wonder what the chick sitting opposite of me would have said if she had seen? I tried to print out some pictures but that didn’t happen.
Walking out of the library I noticed the girl that was sitting opposite of me was having a smoke. Walking past her we glanced at each other. She wasn’t that glamorous, especially with a smoke in her hand.
Hand Dole Form Into Centrelink
Making my way to Centrelink, I waited in line for a couple of minutes. Time passed quickly. As I handed in my form I looked for a job on the computers. Only there for a brief search, I left mirthless.
Heading home now I noticed a taxi stopping on the side of the road. Beeping at me, I noticed Ralf was in the Taxi. Running to the car I jumped in, as that’s why I thought he stopped. Ralf and I had a good old talk in the car. Stopping at his house I thought I should step in for a couple of minutes. In my head I knew those couple of minutes would turn out to be more than an hour. I was right.
Hang Out At Ralf’s House
The first thing I noticed at Ralf’s house was the new issue of FHM. Let me just say, I was vivacious to find Jenny McCarthy to be the sexiest woman in the contest to find the sexiest woman. Now I know why I like the magazine so much.
Also, I was amused to find an article in there about oral sex and how there are two types of males. There are the males who love oral sex, who think it’s a descent from heaven. Then there’s the dead male. Reading upon it I learnt that to make oral sex more pleasurable to have a woman swallow instead of spit.
There are certain types of food you should avoid and foods you should enjoy. Foods to avoid, garlic and spicy foods because they tend to give your semen a tangy taste. Then there’s cinnamon, which I found quite interesting. Eat cinnamon on occasion and your semen will come out tasting better. There were also some pointers on deep throat and hand motion, but that’s as far as I’ll go.
PlayStation Battles With Keith
Ralf was playing his PlayStation while I was reading the book. But then he put on Need For Speed, which I started to play. As time passed, Keith brought his ass over with a game. It was almost time for me to leave but I was tempted into playing a game of basketball on the PlayStation against Keith. Thinking I’d teach him a trick or two, I began entertaining myself.
The first quarter of basketball I was only behind by a couple of points. Mind you, this is the first time I had played the game, let alone know how to use all the features. As time passed I was lagging behind increasingly. At the end of the game I was behind by 30 points. Not upset, I said my good-byes and then started heading home.
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.
