I might continue it after trial of the latest would be after PMR.
*sigh* I hate exams, especially big exams.
Maybe I should start being a little more serious?
Nah~ Impossible...but I still have to,
sad, right?
Leaving that aside,
I just wanna tell ye' guys a little experience I recently, well, experienced.
You see, last Friday night,
mom just came back from Carrefour, stocking in some stuff.
She called and asked me to go down stair to help her carry some stuff back into house.
After locking the outer door, I left in the wooden open.
After helping mom moving up the stuff,
both of us was watching movie in, obviously, the living room.
After finishing watching the movie,
I head straight for bed and so did mom.
I think around 1 A.M. ,
mom woke up to who-knows-what and exited her room.
She found the rubbish bin fallen onto the floor with rubbish scattered around it
and a
Mom was like, "WTF!?" then she shoo-ed the cat off our house and went back to sleep.
The next morning, mom woke up at around 10 A.M.,
mom got out from her room and walk over to the kitchen to find the exact same thing happened from the previous night, except that the cat wasn't in there anymore.
Mom think the cat probably ran out from the damn netting that it clawed off.
Stupid cat.
Then mom quickly came to wake me up,
at first she said, "Girl! Wake up! A cat broke into our house!"
Then I was like, "Mmmmmmm..." mumbling into my bolster.
Then she continues, "Luckily it did not eat your fish".
And I quickly shot up and went, "OMFGHOMGTHANKGODWAITWHATOHGOODLORD!"
Mom just stared at me like I just killed her mom. (Yes, I exaggerate...)
Then I was still sitting on my bed while mom goes on and on about the previous night.
Then there's then, I heard a cat meowing (funny word) and then I started,
"Mom, I think the damn cat is still in the house"
Then she was like, "Nah, it's not here any more!"
I went on, " No, I'm pretty sure I heard it calling God to let it out from our house"
She stare at me for a moment before exiting my room,
I followed behind and went towards the living room to check on mah' fishies.
Mom headed for the kitchen for who-knows-why.
Then I saw the curtain moving and went like, nah- no reaction at all.
The stupid cat saw me and start coming forward to me,
I yelled at mom and she quickly went and get the broom, well, brooms.
she gave one to me and I was going to attack it but mom kind of stop me and I ended up breaking the broom into PIECES, about 5?
Yeah, so much for strong force.
Mom asked me to guard mah' tank, so I just stand beside my tank and watch mom chasing while hitting the cat.
Not the best show but it's at least entertaining until after mom got tired of hitting the cat and let it go,
we saw a huge puddle of...99.99% it's the fucking cat's pee on the armchair.
Then mom was like, "Oh
Then that's when I realize, I regret not kicking it and throwing it onto the ground.
Yes, I'm that violent, shut up.
Lesson learnt,
if cats every break into my house again, I'm to torture them.
Cat's lesson learnt,
If it ever breaks into my house again, it's dead.
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Soooo, yeah! I've just shared a very stupid experience with you guys.
Was that entertaining? No? FINE!
Have it your way then!
BYE! I'mmah go watch mah' Harry Potter from the very beginning!
