I don't know what that madrasah is up to. There's this big hoo-ha about some two cats that belong to the mosque that's always roaming around whenever there's people. Now, you must know that I am dead scared of those things, and then, there's always this black and white cat, and the other's a brown one, that's always membelitkan dirinya among us. Eww...hilang appetite I untuk makan waktu recess. Bleargh. Seriously, that cats are always roaming and roaming and every once in a while, they stop to lick their fear. According to Cik Rose, the cats are very nakal, i.e. mischievous. Well, I hope they would stay away from me always. Luckily it's those two petite cats and not the big fat brown one that's catwalking around the mosque. That's cos I once saw that fat cat tearing a mouse open and eating the flesh - caught in the act at one of the mosque's deserted staircases. I saw it for myself! Yes I did! That was seriously a disgusting thing. Not that I enjoy seeing the dead mouse being gobbled up without anyone rescuing it, but it was enough to make me detest that fat cat. Then, I suppose after eating, it roamed the whole mosque, and kept this evil eye on everyone. It was enough to set goosebumps on my skin. Before that, I had went to the toilet, and what greeted me was this black cat that was lying on the chair in the toilet, staring at whoever's coming in. I freaked out, and took some steps back, and lo and behold, bumped into Ahmad Hakeem. But, ah, that's a story for another day. Freaky freaky. The whole world thinks I've this thing against cats. Can't blame me, oraite...I was scratched by a giant cat, read "Garfield", when I was at kampung when I was 5. The dumb cat scratched my right calf, and thank you so much, cat, I now have an ugly scar stretching for 5 cm long. What an ugly sight. Bleargh. You know what? I think cats know when someone detests them. Look, I'm trying to love cats, but honestly, their body and their fur simply irks me. Bad experience. Very bad experience indeed.

Oh well, I'm off now. Peaceout.