Wow~ After three weeks of family, cousins, fishing, bowling, movies and babysitting, I'm finally home. It didn't occur to me that I would be happy to see my house which looks like a wreck.

Anyway, I came home and had a look at my living room. (fyi, my house is under construction) There was this grey cat with black stripe on the floor, looked at me like I was some kind of maggot. I went 'OMG'. If I didn't know better, I would have thought it was Mickey, one of Ella's cat cuz it looked identical except for the fact that Mickey is quite like Garfield.

I knew Mom wouldn't let a cat roaming free in the house. So I asked her jokingly, 'Since when did we have a cat in ther house.' Ofcourse, she didn't laugh, but I didn't expect her to be so horrified. It was like pigs had invaded our house. We went cat hunting and actually found three kittens. Gosh! They were still young. No way we were going to keep them. So, somehow we got the kittens in a box and out, but still in the house compound. Their mother too. Whew


The idea of shool opening in a four more days creeps me out. Did I get the number right? Whatever. But it's like a shock. I'm not ready for this. I can't. I don't even have a room. I'm living in a normal sized room with five other people. Gosh.