Ali Confronts The Car Mechanic
Back to my normal story of today. Sleeping in my bed after an arduous day, I heard Ali’s car in my slumber. Running to the door once more, I walked down to the car and he told me he was mad at how the timing was done on his car. He was out for revenge. Grabbing some clothes, I jumped in the car and we headed back for the garage.
On the way there Ali was cussing and saying how he was going to make them pay, go off at them. But even though his point of anger came across, he didn’t show it greatly. The guy that fixed the car didn’t do much.
He could only say, “Alright, I won’t touch your car again.”
He offered assistance in words. The timing was so out that Ali had to get out his tools and fix it himself because the guy wasn’t helping. Half an hour later, Ali got it as good as he could. Then he headed back to his house.
Install Ali’s New Sound System
With his parents out, I was invited in the house.
Then I checked out the system he bought for $300. Consisting of a 12-inch woofer, two amps equaling 600 watts total and a fair deck, we tried to install it. Finding it difficult to work out, we got the power working after twenty minutes of checking wiring. Then while Ali was trying to secure the face into the boxing, he broke the volume down button. Ali was spewing. The only way he could turn down the volume now was by inserting a long stick into the gap where the button once was and press down. Ali will try and fix the problem but at the end of the day, we didn’t have enough light to work with.
Phone Lyssa Up
Dropping me back off at home after two hours at his house, I asked my mum who had called. Upon hearing that Lyssa called me at 4pm (two hours before), I knew Lyssa would be depressed, so I jumped straight onto the phone.
Taking five rings to get to the phone, I thought Lyssa was out, but groggy, she answered the phone. After some questioning, I knew Lyssa was just sleeping, and the reason, she was upset and bored. Without me to call or without me around, life was just boring and the fight to see the next day was growing longer. Lyssa told me she just can’t wait until tomorrow comes so she has something to do at work.
Lyssa and I talked for an hour and a half and in that time Constantine and Nikita called. Lyssa kept talking to me but I let her go at 8pm.
Jermaine Calls Lyssa
Just before I did, Jermaine called Lyssa’s house and Lyssa was anxious. Lyssa knew Jermaine was calling because he would have found out Lyssa was free, moving in on my territory. She didn’t want to talk with the geek. Instead, Lyssa called Nikita for half an hour.
While Lyssa was on the phone to Nikita I just called her up for a second.
Yesterday, when I told Lyssa that I had lost all my presets on my phone of her number, Lyssa told me the same thing happened to her phone and my number was lost, on the same day. Lyssa and I were just sitting on the phone pondering how that could have happened and if it was fate.
Lyssa is not going to fall into the triangle.
Lyssa told me she will move on eventually, after the hurt goes away, and not hold onto me, waiting for me. That is good in a way that if it happens, I will be happy for her future. Then again, I will be sad because of my stupidity, my selfish acts, and I will never know what it would have been like the second time around.
Make Plans To See Lyssa
Hanging up the phone I started taping the ‘Kylie Minogue’ special. Before the first commercial I called Lyssa.
Lyssa and I talked for the next hour before she had to sleep at 9:30pm. Lyssa kept singing to me so I complimented her and said I would make her sign a contract for two years stating she has to sing for me in that time.
Lyssa and I also made plans for this Sunday, plans to watch ‘The Last Of The Mohicans’ on video and also the ‘Kylie Minogue’ documentary, plans that can’t be broken. Lyssa was happy about that. This would be the first time that we would spend together as friends, just us two watching a movie together.
Lyssa explained the situation to her brother and as it always is, everyone believes that we are getting back together soon. That probably won’t be the case any time early this year, maybe next year some time, I hope.
So here we have it again, I’m once again longing to be with someone and on a schedule I am to be there. Next time around, my wishes are to take it slowly, if I ever get back with Lyssa, and allow each other to see other people until we gain enough confidence in each other to break off all ties.
The Day That Lyssa Knew It Was Over
Lyssa also told me that she is leaving to visit her dad in Melbourne in two or three weeks. The main reason she is leaving is for the fact that she can sit at an isolated lake near his property, sit there, clear her head and think to herself. Lyssa told me she knows once she gets back that things will be all better, her mind will be clearer and thinking more consciously. Lyssa knows she can’t lie so she will tell her dad of the bad news, that she no longer has a hopeful son in law.
Lyssa told me she started getting sad on Tuesday. This Tuesday just passed, Lyssa began her crying for the reason that I didn’t feel like talking to Lyssa on the phone, but when I talked to Ali I was in the talking mood. Ever since then, Lyssa has been crying upon coming home, she knew judgment day was almost upon her.
Just before we hung up, Lyssa thought it poignant to mention, but she told me she would miss sex.
Like I said, the telephone conversation ended at 9:30pm and saying goodnight.
I heard Lyssa murmuring something, which sounded like “Goodnight Sweet Pee”.
Lyssa loved calling me ‘Sweet Pee’. Hearing that, I was taken back.
“What did you say, again,” I asked.
Lyssa was all shy and laughing, she told me she tried to sneak it in without letting me hear. She’s just going to miss it. Oh, babe, I’m going to miss it too, funny enough, so we said goodnight.
The Diary Balloons Out
Now, I’ve been here on the computer for ages. It seems this computer literature is taking up around three to four hours of my life everyday, just sitting here typing and thinking. Are these pages getting too long or are there just too much thoughts in my head that haven’t been mentioned? Whatever it is, when things quiet down, so will the length of my entries.
Planning Ahead
Already 2:15am, my plans for tomorrow are visible. Upon waking up I am traveling to the ‘Fusion Factory’ to burn my CD. Then, buying myself a copy of FHM I will also rent a computer game and then save money for this Sunday to rent a movie.
Also I’ve been thinking of buying Lyssa her own copy of Madonna’s new single, the one that I taped on my video. It seems that now, I’m paying much more attention to Lyssa, now that the facet of each other as partners is less evident.
Another thing that I might be saving money for is next weekend where we might be watching a movie together, the one with ‘Tom Hanks’ the army movie. There goes all my money, on Lyssa and on Jewell.
Thank you for listening to my story tonight. Goodnight.
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.
