Delicious ambiguity

Yesterday

Best nyer.

Hi. To whom it may concern. If you googled ‘lela ismail’ &I am The intended ‘lela ismail’, please holler la. Satiate my curiosity. *breathe &hold* Scarli I know you *Exhale* Wouldn’t that be nice? 8)

&how come I don’t see Andy Nyp coming up in my search? Has my mentor stopped dropping by? I hope there’s a way I could find out, so I could ..switch my ..writing style..&content…specifically 8)

&here’s Monday update:)

I’ve stopped taking caffeine in the morning &have switched to orange juice. It’s been a week now.

Fucking sick of oranges. I swear I had nightmares.

Today I scared myself, &everybody else in my family, when I declared that I’m gunna learn how to cook. Idk, man. I figured, since my photography pastime is put on hold, might as well find a new one. So today I learnt how to cook SARDINES. S

hut up uh. That’s the only item(item siol!) we had this morning. Gdad hadn’t gone to the market yet la.

“Why the gravy so thick?” Momster.

To hide the burnt onions. “Ela’s special.”

“Why suddenly wanna learn how to cook?” Gmum.

“Get married faster.”

8)

Gmum taught me, instead of putting kicap to the sardines, we can put asam. So that it’s tastier when you eat with ROTI. NYAHAHA.

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Lesson was at 4today. But decided to study in school with Farid in the afternoon. Ok lor. Quite productive. Got brownies to stuff my face with some more. Brownies baked with LOVE. &I ain’t talking about those from mix pack.

Elton &Khairul were training for NAPFA when I arrived. They thought I was gunna too. But I was like, “WHURT? I’m here to study.” “WHURT? So sad?” “Eh, you guys are sadder.” Training for NAPFA??The hell? Ok fine, they are guys. They NEED to.

Train for NAPFA? Lela?? HAHAHAHA.

“Planning to fail eh?” Khairul.

“Hmm. Nah, I’m just gunna..have fun…”

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Reminisced a bit with Farid over HS3033(non-nursing students: hs3033 is a module code la hor), the good old days where we didn’t look at the opposite sex as ..sex/potential boyfriends/scandals/crushes. PRIMARY SCHOOLLLLLLLL. Oh come on, surely all of us had a best friend of the opposite sex in primary school? MUTUAL, INNOCENT &UNCOMPLICATED.

I was telling her about this friend, whom the teacher put me next to back in primary4. Cause I was like the role model of the class, &he was like the naughty one. She campak me there, in hopes of my ..goodness rubbing on to his ..badness? (I don’t know what I’m talking about here.) But instead the opposite occurred. I became bad, baby.

Ok la, not bad as in..like, destructive &rebellious &shit. He was more of an asocial, a stoner. Didn’t pay attention during lesson, but didn’t like disrupt the class also la.

The teacher shouldn’t have put me next to him..you don’t put two dreamers together. It’s like the recipe for disaster. We kanna punished for talking while the teacher was teaching.

Actually we weren’t talking lor. …We were throwing staple bullets(him) &pieces of eraser bits(me) into each other’s hair when the other ain’t looking. I got one into his ear once. So ya. Kanna hit on the palm with a wooden ruler. (Old school sia.) I cried, cause DUDEEEEEEEE..I HAD A REPUTATIONNNNNNN. BUT HE RUINED IT.

Teacher separated our table, but she thought everything was cool, but NOOO. We got even closer, Jonathan James&I. Then we found out it was more thrilling throwing staple bullets &eraser bits at each other from a distance. Oh &he had a fetish with playing with his saliva &licking my stuff. So yeah. Teacher did a favour, really.

Mannn..I still remember how he always called Leela Leela from across the other corner of the classroom. Then mock-hit a piece of crumbled paper in my direction. Then I would almost ALWAYS flinch as if it really was flying to hit my face. &he would definitely ALWAYS laugh. &when we all stood up to bow &greet the teacher, he would always bow &greet me next. &the kid behind him. &the other kid behind that other kids. &the other kid at the other opposite row… He’s quirky that way. Which was what scared the rest of the kids. They thought something was wrong with him mentally.

Then after primary4, he migrated to Australia. Or something. But I know he left. &I didn’t get to say goodbye. Cause we were kids. We didn’t know anything. We didn’t know goodbyes. I miss JJ. He’s such a promising kid. His Math sucked, but his ENGLISHHHHHH..POWERRR. Cause he read all kind of books. He’s a great kid, man. Just lazy. All the other kids &them teachers shouldn’t have look down on him like that. Nobody actually took time to really know Jonathan James the way I had. Ok wait I’m dwelling way too deep.

Farid’s story was the opposite. She was the naughty one:P But we both missed our dear friends:’)

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Played ‘Lego’ during lab. Nurses’ Lego.

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I did it again. Thought I recognized some one in the crowd. Hence the pre-confirmation squint again. The poor guy thought I was being weird. He looked at me like enquiringly. Only when we were closer, realized wrong person! I dropped my eyes quickly to the ground &studied the ground like I was gunna do an essay on it. Mannn..this is all your fault. Cause you said I always don’t look at people when I walk hence giving the impression that I’m arrogant. Haiyo. Arrogant, or weird? Hm.