Friends will comprehend, and dogs won’t understand. That is my new philosophy to those people that hear of my intentions to start a new relationship with Lyssa, or at least something.
Lyssa has only had ten hours of sleep for the whole week, so that would have made sense of her inability to talk smoothly.
Jett Shows Up
After my Diary entry, I was ready to walk upstairs and grab myself something to eat. While I was walking upstairs, Jett turned up on his motorbike.
Sitting in my room, we really had nothing to do, so we started listening to music and talking about how we are going to the beach next Saturday.
Denim Is Being Hostile
Through our day Denim knocked on my door. We let him in. Denim coming over to my house was pretty unexpected, but I guess he thought we were playing the PlayStation.
The three of us sat there. I noticed that Denim was being hostile in some effort when speaking. Sarcastic jokes turned out like he was trying to look good. Well, that was my presumption as we sat there for about an hour talking. Well Denim didn’t speak that much. Then again, it could have been because he was over at my house and he felt out of place. Whatever it was, he left around 4pm.
Parramatta vs Bulldogs NRL Match
Jett and I started watching the NRL football game with Parramatta against the Bulldogs. This was a momentous match.
As we were watching the game, in the second half, Lyssa gave me a call back. Lyssa was now home alone. Even though the television was up loud, I kept talking with Lyssa. Jett was too busy yelling and cheering at the television, but he knew who I was speaking with.
The conversation wasn’t really about anything as I kind of freeze when someone is over and I’m speaking on the phone. Maybe it’s the invasion of privacy that I would get heckled about if I showed freely.
Not many people understand how love works and because they haven’t had it, they would shun it and shed displeasing remarks around the room. Fortunately Jett isn’t like that but for Denim, all he asks is did we root a person we met. Coming from someone who is still a virgin, those are harshly contradicting words.
To Tatton’s House
When the game was over, Jett left my house. That’s when I gave Tatton a call to see if I could go over his house. I was trying all day. At first he was at work. Then he made his way to the mall to buy some clothes. Finally he was home.
“Can I come over and use your scanner later,” I asked.
“That’s cool,” he was cool with that.
Grabbing my floppy disks, I made my way to Tatton’s house practically jogging most of the way.
Upon reaching Tatton’s house he showed me his comic collection and some rare collector’s items. When the courtship had been finished, it was time to commence with scanning. After everything was plugged in, the lights were green.
The Reasons Behind The CD
Coming to the second picture, Tatton became curious.
“What’s the story behind the pictures, if you don’t mind telling me,” he asked.
“I am scanning pictures of Misty Moo, the ring, the crystal piano, and the picture frame to print onto a CD cover. I will give it as a present to Lyssa,” I told him part of the purpose of the CD.
“Why did Lyssa and you break up,” he then asked.
This thought has been circulating in my head for some time now and my answer was like reading out of a book.
“I wasn’t sincere in my relationship with Lyssa because I kept talking to Jewell for a long time,” I informed Tatton.
“Everyone makes mistakes. Carrying on with life is just part of the game,” he said.
By the end of all the scans I told the story behind the CD and what is getting done where.
“Lyssa will appreciate the CD,” he told me.
I knew she would. But I did not want to place false hopes into anyone’s head.
“The CD is only because Lyssa wished one day I would send her one, so here I am doing it. I am not giving Lyssa the CD because I want to get back together with her. But I wouldn’t mind if it happened,” I confided in Tatton.
Lyssa and I will never be the same getting back together, not like the old times, but after a long amount of time the memories will almost be extinguished.
Gianna’s Vendetta
While I was at Tatton’s house tonight he told me something about Gianna.
“Gianna has a vendetta against you now,” he said.
“Why is that,” I had no idea why this was.
“She has been leaving hate mail at my email address for you,” he said.
Gianna must really be pissed off with me for what I had done to her with Lyssa.
Anyway, I told Lyssa that and how I had seen Gianna at Sydenham. She had a big laugh. How do these young minds work? So childish.
Hate mail on the internet. Now who would think of that one?
Jogging Home
Finishing up at Tatton’s house, I jogged most of the way back to my house. Upon entering my house I thought to call Lyssa since I told her I would ring her back.
Lyssa’s house sounded busy.
“Who is over your house,” I asked.
“Kieran, Dylan and Nikita are over. We are all going to the cinemas in an hour’s time. I can talk with you before we go,” she explained.
“Are your mum and brother home,” I asked.
“Mum left for Queensland. She will be back in a week,” she dropped.
That could come in handy if Lyssa and I do get back together. Lyssa would like to feel protected for that one week. I start on Monday night when I pick her up from Parramatta and give her the CD.
This is where I brought up the issues of ‘Bumblebee’ and ‘Bubbie’ being on her computer, but it wasn’t to the same effect as if Lyssa was alone.
Kieran said hello to me first.
Then Nikita also said hello.
Feeling left out, Dylan also said hello.
Nikita and Dylan were going out at one stage but she cheated on him for another guy. Since then they have been real good friends going out to places like the movies together without kissing. Who could do that? It would be too hard for me if I had to do that with Lyssa. Hopefully those thoughts won’t be going through Lyssa’s head because she’s been hanging around Nikita and Dylan.
“How is college going,” I once again asked about that.
“I finished my paper for college, finally! I will be handing it in tomorrow night,” Lyssa said.
So Lyssa will definitely be there at college tomorrow night. All I have to do is be there too.
Hanging Up The Phone With Lyssa
“I should go soon. I feel rude to my friends over my house if I talk to you on the phone and ignore them,” she said.
I was happy because Lyssa kept bagging Bryce and telling me how he was scum.
My mouth uttered “But, you still thought Bryce was hotter than me.”
Lyssa belched “No way!”
Considering what she had said a couple of nights ago when she thought he was hot stuff, that was pretty contradictory, but I guess I should give her the benefit of the doubt.
Lyssa’s going out to the movies tonight. She’s been going a fair lot of times these days.
Repair Floppy Disk Of Scanned Photos
My conversation over the phone with Lyssa finished after half an hour of talking.
Hanging up the phone around 8:30pm I tried downloading the flies onto my computer, only to find two of the floppy disks wouldn’t work. That made me angry because I either had to go back to Tatton’s house or forget about the CD for a couple of days. But that’s not happening. Tomorrow is the day and the 21st would be of the most significance to the both of us.
Luckily I used the ‘Scan Disk’ function and fixed the errors in the floppy disk. That made the pictures start working. I mucked around with them for a while.
Play Soccer On PlayStation
Shawn and Keith were on their way to my house so I could only muck around a bit with the artwork before they came. When the both of them made it to my house we used the Playstation for about two hours playing soccer.
For the first three games I kicked their ass, but once they made me to their rival, I lost the last game.
Shawn gets pretty shitty when he starts losing and things start going wrong for him. Throwing his temper tantrums, he throws down the control and starts cussing at the television. Funny shit.
Keith and Shawn just left half an hour ago. We were supposed to visit Tatton’s house again to get some more scans done, but because I fixed my floppy disks, we didn’t end up going to his house.
Working On The CD And Artwork
Now the time is 12:22am. Now is the time to start work on the CD. All of its artwork has to be done tonight or never.
Just looking at the pictures that I have scanned, they won’t come out that good. In fact, Misty Moo is a bit too big for the CD, so I’m going to have a bit of trouble centering everything.
With just one day’s worth of work on the CD, I don’t think it will be the best artwork I’ve ever done, but it’s a start to more CDs in the future.
Now gotta go. If I missed out on writing shit here in this diary, I’ll get to it some other time.
Another thing, I have to be at my Centrelink appointment at 10:30am tomorrow and lie about how I might have a part-time job now working as an office assistant. Whatever it takes to keep getting paid, they tell me.
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.
