We have real deep love

His hands slid down my bare arms &the feeling flashed through me, immediate &shocking. I was even thinking, it was like a spark. It’s so weird how you don’t know you’re attracted to someone &the touch..was so sudden &..

“Shh,” he said. “You’re thinking too much.”

I felt so exposed, looking at him, his fingers curling around the belt loops of my jeans. I could feel his thumbs sliding under the waistband, the shock of that, pulling me in toward him, tight but not all the way. Just close enough to make me look into his eyes. He held me there, trapped, not letting our bodies touch, keeping us close enough to feel the running of each other’s blood. I tried to pull away, want to press against him, couldn’t do that either. Torture.

His eyes, dark &electric. He smelled so good, until he leaned in to kiss me. His lips parted slightly &I caught a whiff of-

Tuna?

He was licking me all over. Ticklish at first. Then he got to a certain spot &wouldn’t stop locking over the same area, I was sure he had scraped the top layer of my epithelium. His tongue rough &for a second it felt like he was giving me a facial exfoliating treatment or something.

Oh god, tuna.

&then Momster’s fucking shrill voice: “YA ALLAH.”

My eyes snapped open, in time to see Mac jumping off the couch I was on. His long tail whipped me in the face.

“MAC WAS LICKING YOUR FACE,” Momster was going on.

Yes I was very much aware of that thank you.

I ignored the last bit where Momster was saying something about Mac being from the litter box.

I fell back, groaning inwardly. Covered my face with the cushion, willing myself to go back to sleep. To that dream… Damn, Mac &his tuna breath. Damn Momster, who was still going on about how disgusting my cat Mac was, how disgusting I was at the fact that I wasn’t the slightest bit disgusted at my disgusting cat, &how I should be up cause it was already 10am- No link la mummy, I was even thinking.

Then something she said was resounding in my head. 10am……10AM. What about 10am uh?

I was supposed to meet Farid at 11 today at Bishan.

Still lying on my back, cushion over my head. Suffocating, but I liked how it muffled Momster’s voice. I reached out to the table beside me, gingerly feeling around for my 2-way. I knocked over a couple of magic pens &let it roll across the floor. Touched what felt like my cell phone skully chain, &pulled blindly, &confidently.

Momster had now moved on to nag about how messy I’ve made the living room look, how embarrassed she gets when we have visitors over &my books &my pens &my art stuff are all over the place. How I know, when I wasn’t exactly listening? Cause I’ve heard all of it before. Next she would go on about how lazy I am, &how fed up she is having to clean up after 3teenage girls.

It was 1010. I sent a text to Farid, asking if she was up, &then quickly, though not quite very cause I didn’t want Momster to think I was walking out of her lecture.

“Every day I have to clean up after you girls. So big already, should be able to do housework, but NO I still have to do it for you!”

“Uhm, don’t touch anything on the table, thanks.” &with that, I got out of bed(couch), &ready for Thursday.

..Just an attempt to turn my entry into storybook-ish.

Oh GODDDD FUCKING TROUBLESOME CAN? &NOT TO MENTION, HAVING TO AVOID VULGARITIES &SINGLISH TERMS &EVERYTHING THAT MAKES SORTOFBEAUTIFUL SORTOFBEAUTIFUL????????? HAIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

But seriously. The dream………. SIGH^^

&Mac’s breath. URGH.

I wasn’t late to meet Farid Was riiight on time for LJs breakfast. Oh god, LJS breakfast…… worth it, man. WORTH ITTTTTTTT. AAAAAAAAAAHAHAH SOOOOOOO FUCKING FULL AFTER THAT. Then was all enthu about studying &all. We studied til like 2.30pm, then Farid took a ‘power nap’(:D) whereas I just stoned. Like seriously. STONEDDDDDDDD. Stared out the glass window &just watched them people. I miss people watching.

I must remind myself the next time I try to accomplish many things in one day: DON’T. Who you kidding, Lela. You’re not supergirl. You can’t do all that. You can’t make everybody happy.

I almost ditched Ry today to go home straight. Idk, I just felt so light headed when I left the library. Like my head was floating inches above my body or something. I was walking so slow if there were cops around I would surely be stopped for suspecting doing something illegal.

Eh was I glad I did meet up with Ryanne anywayssssssss. HAHA.

“Eh hello! So what bus were you waiting for? Wait so long.”

“Nah I don’t think the bus stops here. Anyways, WOW NICE TO BUMP INTO YOU HERE.”

“YES! Shall we eat?”

“LETS.”