Organizing The Diary Into Book Eras – Mad Chaos: June 3, 1998

Here we are again, a couple of hours later and after having something to eat, watching some television and now listening to music, I am ready to roll.

Writing Into The Lyrics Book

Let me begin with the latter part of last night.  While working on my computer and realizing that 2am was not a good time to be awake if I wanted to get up early, I started packing away my computer.  Suddenly, the lyrics of my new song ‘How Do I Tell You’ started singing in my head, so I opened up the lyric book.  Soon enough the computer was back on because I had an inspirational idea.

Bringing up the lyrics on the computer I separated each line immensely and added some staves inside of them.  When my pay comes (or before then), I’m traveling to the Library to get them printed and then start working on the melody for the lyrics.  That took me half an hour to muck around with.  

I was disappointed to find the alarm wasn’t working, period.  It was broken.  I ended up going to sleep at 2:30am.

Cancel My Trip To Sydney

Waking up early this morning I had the thoughts of getting up and meeting Lyssa in the City but it was raining so hard.  I didn’t want to get saturated without an umbrella.  Lying in bed, I went back to sleep.  

I woke up at 11am.  Picking up the phone I gave Lyssa a call and apologized for not being able to show up.  Lyssa sounded aggravated in her voice but she was alright.  Lyssa was real stressed from work still.  It’s an ongoing thing, although Lyssa was happy about the fact that we are visiting the Novotel in two week’s time.

Amiga 500 Vs PC Utility Comparison

As Lyssa went back to work I had something to eat and then turned the computer on.  I’m not sure what it used to be like when I had the Amiga 500 but I think I was just as hooked.  The only difference between the days back then and the time I spend on my computer now is that IBM is a business computer, not a games computer.  Back in those days on the Amiga 500 I just played games and used my Diary.  So all of the day I was using the computer for artwork.

Lyssa Feels Depressed At Work

Lyssa called me back half an hour into her lunch break.  Browsing around the City on this wet Wednesday (or as Jewell and I know it as “Wacky Wednesday” because she’s all wacky just after dancing), Lyssa halved her lunchtime because it was so depressing.  

Velda didn’t meet her for lunch so Lyssa thought she was stood up.  What really happened was that Velda was sick and didn’t attend work.  Lyssa was just depressed to be at work.  Lyssa asked me to meet her after work so we can spend some time together before she headed home.  Having no problems with that I said goodbye and started getting ready.

Learning About Kylie Minogue Signing

Outside my room it was sprinkling with rain.  So putting on some warm clothes and my hat, I was ready.  Half an hour later after preparation I started walking to the station.  The only stop for me was to collect the ‘Drum Media’.  

With no ticket I jumped on the first train and caught it to Leumeah.  While there I jumped off to check if the ticket machine was alright to buy a ticket from, I received the Green Light.

Purchasing my ticket, I awaited the next East Hills train.  Fifteen minutes later it arrived and I jumped on.  

Seated on the higher level of seats, I began reading the ‘Drum Media’.  A couple of interesting factors.  The more important and fascinating one, Kylie Minogue will be autographing her CD and will be appearing at HMV in Sydney, the one I always visit.  The day after that they have Lenny Kravitz appearing.  Who’s more important I ask?  

There were also some mentions of traineeships in a large music company for six months.  For me that’s perfect and I will be applying for that tomorrow.

Dubious Job Offers From VBS Finance

Speaking of jobs, I received a call from Nini tonight, at 10:30pm.  Let me jog my memory.  When I was at Central about a week ago I bumped into an Asian man and younger lady.  They confronted me as I was walking by and asked if I would like a job.  In a hurry I told them to leave their number and continued on my way.  Now they have called me back yesterday, quite unprofessionally and at a late time at night.

Today, she was just confirming that I was meeting her at Central Station tomorrow at 6:50pm, some dumb shit if I must say myself.  These people don’t know how to handle a business and she doesn’t even want to give me an address.  Mind you, she can’t really speak that good English herself, so maybe she can’t even spell it.  Regardless, I’m not going tomorrow.  It’s too much hassle and they haven’t even mentioned a proper job specification.  The lady only told me that it’s a great business opportunity.

Browse Music In HMV Sydney

Reaching Sydney half an hour early, I walked to HMV.  There I listened to a CD before heading to meet Lyssa.  For the first time in a long time I was early by a couple of minutes.  As Lyssa appeared, her presence seeping around the corner with her blonde-haired friend and two secretaries in front of them.  

Lyssa was asked to deliver the DX by her blonde-haired friend.  When we were around the corner she told me how she was once again dumped with the more daunting job.

Lyssa and I began our time together by visiting some shops.  While I was at HMV Lyssa checked out some clothes shops.  Then twenty minutes later after I listened to some CDs she came back.  

While Lyssa was there I listened to Kylie Minogue’s new CD.  It’s a great CD but it’s completely different in almost every aspect of what I knew of her as a performer.  For one, her voice was plenty different, more like Alanis Morissette but with a girly high pitch to it.  To say the least, I was surprised.  The CD was exceptional.  I had thoughts of buying it and getting it autographed but that was soon extinguished.

Lyssa Happily Buys New Clothes

Frustrated was Lyssa after she came back from the shops.  Lyssa had spent more money buying a top than she wanted.  But as we headed for the train she told me she was happy.  This was the top she was wearing to the Novotel.

Lyssa’s Bad Girl Side Emerges

When Lyssa got home later in the night and tried the top on she knew it could only be worn once.  The reason for that is that the top gives her massive boob enhancement, and Lyssa is wearing a new black skirt for the occasion.  The top is special also, one of the arm things cross over to the other side, which makes it look great.

Lyssa has come out of the woodwork when it comes to sexuality these days.  As time has gone by she has wanted to delve deeper into the subject and not just theory.  We put things into practice.  We’ve come a long way but now the deviate in me is coming out in Lyssa.  

For example, when we reach the Novotel, some time in between arriving there and leaving the next day, she is going to wear her skirt with no underwear and probably no bra if I have my way.  Maybe while dinner, sitting down on the seat, legs crossed of course, long drapes on the tables (to come to think of it, I don’t think the tables are covered).  

Another example, this weekend just passed, Lyssa wanted to look in the mirror while we were being sexual, and in the daylight.Lyssa has come out with some feisty things lately.  Let’s just say they are fantasies and fantasies I wouldn’t mind fulfilling.  

Just two more off the top of my head, having sex in an open area blanketed by the night-light, somewhere like a park.  

Another fetish is that Lyssa wants to take a walk one night around my block or something and do a very feisty thing, give me oral on someone else’s front yard, the whole nine yards.  Excited as I am, let’s just hope we don’t get busted.  Out comes the real excitement that Lyssa wants to experience.

Feeling Self-Conscious In Crowds

Back to our usual conversation, Lyssa and I decided to catch the train from the other side of the platform.  The platform was packed with people and Lyssa and I were fighting for position.  Eventually the train arrived and it was packed.  Lyssa was frustrated, as we had to stand all the way to East Hills.

Frustration started to kick in for Lyssa as she read her new book she bought while we were browsing around the stores.  When we arrived at East Hills, we finally sat down in a seat to ourselves.  Lyssa showed me her top.  I wasn’t that talkative because there were people behind and in front of us.  

Whenever there is a crowd around me I feel like we shouldn’t be talking.  I’ve got this strange phobia that everyone is listening in to our conversation so I either just whisper a couple of ill formed sentences or just nod my head and look emotionless.  

Because of this Lyssa blurted out, “Are you having a sook?”

That got me angry because of this little phobia I have.  Suddenly, I thought everyone heard it around us.  I whispered some rude words to Lyssa.  Angry, Lyssa turned away and started reading her book for most of the way back.

Reaching Minto, everyone within talking distance had left.  I asked Lyssa if she was traveling to Campbelltown.  Lyssa was stopping at Leumeah.  As she gave me some money for the bus I told her I would just make my bus if I headed for Campbelltown.  As Leumeah came up, both of us relatively upset about beforehand, Lyssa jumped up and lent over.  As I gave her a kiss on the cheek she departed from the train.  

Disappointed about the fact that Lyssa didn’t kiss me, I tried to forget it, as I jumped on my bus.  Some seconds later and I would have missed my bus.  Trying to think different thoughts, I came up with my initial thought I wrote about earlier, which was Clover and how sad she was over the phone when I told her we should stop seeing each other.

Having something to eat at my house, I gave Lyssa a call after an hour.  Lyssa was on the phone to someone, but we talked.  Lyssa sounded happy.  We talked about the Novotel night and how much she is looking forward to it.  Lyssa is also looking forward to the night we travel to Wollongong again, but this time we will stay in a cabin for a couple of days.  That should be interesting.

A Big Argument With Lyssa 

Well then, Lyssa and I talked until she received another call on call waiting.  Hanging up the phone, I tried calling Ali but he wasn’t home and his mobile phone was low on battery.  After that I called Imad.  Imad was at the redhead’s house.  Hearing the two children in the background I could imagine what Imad has himself in, but I gather, as Lebanese tend to have large families and Imad’s dad is still procreating, Imad won’t find it a tad disturbing.

Calling Lyssa back, this time the argument was heated.  Lyssa told me I was disturbed on the train.  I told her that was because of what she said to me.  After that it started heading downhill, but Lyssa and I didn’t get too angry with each other.  

Thinking back upon the day, I think it’s been around two or more months that Lyssa and I have had a massive argument.  Even for a simple argument, it’s been over a month.  But I guess now that’s been hindered.  

Lyssa started to cry over the phone because the stress was getting to her just like last night.  Lyssa told me she had to go to sleep.  As we were both angry, we didn’t really say goodnight.  A couple of minutes later Lyssa called me back and we said goodnight.

While writing that last paragraph I think I will read upon my last couple of months and see if I was right with my diary record of not having had an argument with Lyssa for a while.  

Turning The Diary Into A Book Series

Since then I’ve been watching television and mucking around on the computer.  Just then, I was thinking how I could use this Diary for a marketing strategy later in my life.  I gather that I can’t use this word for word if I make a biography of my life but I think that I can start a series of books, just like suspense books.  Each book will highlight about six months of my life, maybe a year of my life, depending on how big a year it was.  There will be quotes from my Diary also.  People will be hooked on the book because it’s a true story.  

Most of the names in the book will probably be changed around but the funny thing, my whole life will be exposed.  My purity, well that’s just up to the readers.  Another funny thing is that everyone I have known, including sexually will also be in the books, probably under a different name.  Maybe the names will be changed to preserve the respect of the characters.

Once again, back to the original story, I keep veering off, but maybe that’s because my imagination is running tonight.  Kind of like when I was on the train to the City and I came up with a piano intro and a basic design of how the whole song ran for one of my songs already published.  

Tonight I don’t know how long I will be awake for but it would most probably be for a while.  It’s only been three days and already I’ve written eighteen pages in this Diary.  I’m in that typing mood.