Missing you, my grandparents

I was reading my old blog posts. Well, I had this habit of changing my url links, creating and deleting blogs back in the past. I can safely say that this blog is one of the longest one. Maybe this blog will be a permanent one. We shall see.

So while I was reading my old blog posts from my old blogs which I had privatised now, I came across something that reminded me of Atuk.

"I need to get a grip. I need to get stronger. It sucks to feel worried all the time. The thought of you leaving me forever never fails to get all over me every single night and every moment I’m away from you. The worst part is that I always feel this way when I feel lonely. It sucks. It really sucks.

I ask myself a question every single day. Why must it hurt so much losing someone forever in reality unlike in movies? I know it seems like a stupid question. But really, it sucks to lose someone. It sucks especially when the memories you share with them starts to linger in your mind all over again. Why can’t memories just leave with the person who left us? It’ll be much better. It won’t hurt so much.

Why must people leave your life?"

I wrote this in 2012 when I was taking care of Atuk.

2012 was definitely an eventful year for me. It's the year I was sitting for A's the first time, and then I found out that Atuk had liver cancer stage four. The doctor told us he has 6 months and I found out about it a day before A's started. I couldn't sleep that night because of the thought of him leaving me but everyone around me thought it was because I was nervous for the exams.

That very year, I finally made close friends in JC who I still contact once in a while (when I'm not lazy, really whoever who are my friends, I salute y'all) and in 2012 too, I fell in love with the nicest, smartest and cutest guy ever.

Atuk passed away on 27 June 2014. It was hard getting over his death. If you were on my social media during that period, you would know. In fact, even up till now, I'm not exactly over it. I'm still reminded of him in every single thing I do.

I've learnt to cope with losing people in my life. The answer is time. Time heals.

He comes into my dreams once in a while, and I feel that's what dreams are for. It's for us to revisit the ones we miss, the ones we love while waiting for our time to face death and before death happens to us, I pray that all of us would, by then, have met all the criteria to be the citizens of heaven.

I miss you Atuk. I miss you too, Nenek Enon and Atuk Omar. I hope to be reunited with all of you again in heaven because really, you guys were the best grandparents I didn't even ask for.

Thank you Allah SWT for giving me the grandest grandparents, because their love for me was the most grand love ever. 

Meeting Sungha Jung

Sungha Jung and I

The past few days have been crazy for me because I have been rehearsing lines and lines on what to interview him (and I still feel I did badly for that interview but it's over now so let's move on) and I was also busy deciding what to wear for that interview. Daya was also busy trying to get me all prepared for this interview. So much effort for a guy who I was about to meet for the first time, this is why I'm single.

Sungha Jung speaks English pretty well. He did not even need a translator, and gosh he plays the guitar so well! I felt like I was in a drama scene where the hero (him, in this case) tried to make the girl (me, in this case) to fall for him. He is also really nice and friendly! As usual, my craziness level is higher than him so it may seem like I'm overly excited and crazy over him during the interview. But really, that's just me.

Daya and I, waiting for our sushi

I am so in love with Makisan these days. I'm not a sushi or kimbap person, but Makisan makes me happy because it looks so little but it can last me for a long time. Y'all should give it a try if you haven't! To many more halal Japanese food in Singapore!

Anyway, my hair today is styled specially by Daya. She insisted on my hair being braided since I have this habit of touching my hair while I'm talking. (I still touched my hair during the interview, probably less frequent than usual.)

The hairstyle is a little bit on the "trying to act cute" side. Totally not my style, but Daya wanted me to go for that look. She even googled "SNSD Tiffany braided hairstyle" before she started braiding my hair and oh god, can I just say how much my friends think I'm similar to Tiffany? Like how she's all bimbo and we have a similar taste in music... Well, at least she's pretty and I kinda can relate to her English version What Do I Do song.

Aisah and I

Right after the event, I made my way to Woodlands to have dinner with Aisah and we had a long talk. So many things have happened, and I just wish things will get better from here. For the both of us. I can't share much because it's too personal. All I can say is that we have grown so much, and I am more than glad that we have grown closer to each other.

Oh, and can you believe it? This girl has been blogging but she did not even share with anyone about it until today. She just shared it with me. Gosh! Can I just smack her all the way from Yewtee to Woodlands?

Fuad and Kashib in Osaka

So, these two have been sending me snaps, exchanging whatsapp messages and posting photos on Instagram with cheesy captions. Clearly, they have succeeded in making me jealous. So what's the reason behind this photo?

Just now, Seungri posted on his Instagram that Bigbang members are walking around in Osaka happily eating ice-cream. So I texted them right away, and told them to take photos with Bigbang and show my photos to the members if they saw Bigbang. But these two just had to reply me with this photo, trying to show how "BIG BANG" their biceps are. Someone please take them to the gym, preferably meet Sailor Boy for some gym consultation. They even sent me a video of Bigbang on the tv advertisements in Japan. #myfriendsneedhelp

I cannot share much about the interview I just did with Sungha Jung. Just catch it on Youtube really soon! Daya will be busy editing it the next few days now, so just stay tuned.

A screenshot of the video, please stay tuned!

Out with Me

The past few days have been busy for me, trying to catch up some time with my loved ones. Not an easy thing to do, if you're me because I'm the kind of person who wants to devote my time to everyone I love. I wanna make sure my family and friends get my attention, just like how they have been giving their attention to me.

Last Friday, I set aside some time for Haris, Syahirah and Daya and we all went karaoke at Cuppage.

We went right after Daya ended her exam paper that day. It was a crazy bus ride from CCK all the way to town.

First, we had a group of secondary school kids sitting behind us and gossiping about their friends so freaking loudly. Daya even had the urge to turn around and ask them shut up. It felt like they were screaming at the top of their lungs. Then, came a secondary school boy who sat beside us and he was talking on the phone like he was on speaker. Ok, this kid got us feeling shocked, and then we both just ended up laughing. He was scolding his friend for not paying his money back and then he had to eat maggi to survive (really, I felt so sad when I heard that and pitied him) but after some time, the situation got even more suspicious. Apparently, he paid the guy to get him a Japanese girl. I didn't even felt pity anymore by then. Like how a pimp works, I was so shocked when I heard about what was going on but I just couldn't stop laughing because he was really so desperate for a Japanese girl. Come on kid, you're not even legal. What are you thinking seriously?!

Our first photo as a group together, the first time I met Syahirah and Haris

We sang our hearts out for 3 hours, god it feels so good. Haris can really rap, and I love it when we all sang to the old school songs. Really, all my secondary school and primary school memories came flashing back. I may not be as close with the people in the past now but no matter what, they hold a special place in my heart. They saw me growing up, and they went through the shittiest years of my life. The phase where I wanted to try all the cool things, the phase where I was trying to discover myself, the phase where I did all the stupid things in life... just a phase I would not wanna repeat ever again. 

All four of us then chatted at Yewtee McCafe till 1 a.m. and really, that night... all of us freaked out after sharing all the superstitious stuff, and whatever scary encounters we ever had. I ran home that night, and showered... couldn't stop saying out all the Surahs in my head. 

The next day, my aunt invited all of us to her place for kenduri because of Nisfu Syaaban and just saying prayers for those who have passed away.

Ayra, my niece

Ayra is now 9 months old. Can you believe it? I've been an aunty for 9 months now. And oh my, this girl has grown so much. She used to cry a lot whenever I wanted to carry her back then. But now, she laughs and... drools a lot. Her saliva was all over my shirt, my bag, my jeans... everywhere. But her laughter was everything I wanted to hear. Gosh, can you imagine me being a mother? I'll be one obsessive mother.

It was also Kak Nina's and Kak Siti's birthdays. So we celebrated their birthdays that evening. I just love how my extended family is still as close as now. Whenever I talked to my friends about my cousins and how we bond, many cannot relate. We cousins don't meet often, but whenever we meet, we talk and laugh like there's no end. I hope we will grow old being as close as now and I hope we will all see each other again in heaven because I want nothing but my loved ones in heaven, gathering again. 

Yesterday was my least busy day for the weekend. I didn't do much, just went for MAEC session.

Fuad and I, the only two mentors who came yesterday

I thought I was late yesterday, and it turned out that Fuad and I were the only 2 mentors who came for yesterday's session. The kids were lazy, didn't have the mood to study because exams just ended. But I made them complete one Malay worksheet since Malay O's are coming up in less than a week from now. 

Oh, and every part of me is jealous right now because Kashib and Fuad are in Japan now. Every part of me wants to be in Japan at this very second. But I told them to get me some cakes from Japan hehehe 

I told D to get me a life-sized Doraemon for me to hug. If you're on my Snapchat, you probably know by now I went out with him just now. Like finally... as usual, we caught a movie together.

But before that, since I was late, I owed him a treat.

We went to Hoschino Coffee, a Japanese cafe. I was so hungry because I went out of the house right after getting ready. Yes, we spent $52.02 on Vanilla Souffle, Iced Royal Milk Tea, Iced Fruit Tea and Lobster Spaghetti. The Vanilla Souffle was so goooooood, I didn't even take a photo of it. D took it, but I'm too lazy to ask him to send me that photo.

Something funny happened while I was paying at the cashier.

D: Here, take this $30.

Me: It's ok la, my treat.

D: At least take this $20.

Me: No, it's ok...

D: Take it, or I'll stuff it in your bra now. 

The waiter at the cashier looked us like 😳  D and I, we're pretty close so we're pretty open in our conversation... Probably that cashier got the shock of her life.

D and I, before movie

We watched X-Men: Apocalypse this time round. I've never been a Marvel kinda girl but ever since we've been hanging out... I can say that I have been pretty open with my choice of movies. (Still a no for horror movies tho!) I mean, if he can stay through watching me cry during Our Times or watching funny lame shows (probably not his kind of movies!) with me, all I can do as a friend is do the same. If only Ada Apa Dengan Cinta 2 is showing in Singapore, I would have dragged him to watch it with me.

The movie was good thanks to D, because without him, I will never understand the humour they're trying to convey. And after watching this movie, I've made up my mind. I want to be Jean Grey. She can read minds, how cool can that be? Imagine reading the minds of examiners and getting A's for finals, imagine reading your crush's mind... like do you like me, are you playing hard to get or you really don't like me at all? So you know, you don't waste your time trying to woo that person. Oh well, but then it'll stress you out.

Right after the movie ended, I rushed to Somerset to meet Zarifah. After months, I finally met that girl. She accompanied me to get a new foundation because I'm finishing mine soon.

The lady basically tried all the good stuff on me, and she kept emphasizing to me about how important for me to prep my skin before putting on makeup. She kinda lectured me for being lazy on my skincare routine. But thanks to her, I had a good makeover. She made me wanna buy all the stuff she used on me, but sadly I'm not rich so I could only buy a few that she recommended.

Oh, and I tried this foundation. This foundation costs SGD360. It's so good, but a little too pricey for a student like me who isn't born into a wealthy family. Really worth the hype for me! I would probably come back and buy it when I'm finally working. As of now, I shall focus on getting a good stable job for myself.

Right now, my skin feels so good because the lady at NARS put on all the serum, eye cream and all the good stuff on my face just now. I've been buying all these cruelty-free products more than I realised all thanks to Zarifah. It's definitely a good change, especially for someone heartless like me.

young at heart

Exams are finally over, so DJ it's time to put the music back on and party away!

I haven't been updating much the past few days because well, I was busy trying to end my finals well. With that, I mean... actually studying super duper hard for my final paper. Finally now, I have time to update what I have been up to.

Last Sunday I went to my JC's schoolmate's wedding. Can you believe it? My friends are slowly settling down, getting their life geared up for the future. Here I am, still unsure of what I should do in future. It worries me so much right now.

Amira and Bani

Amira and I go way back to end of J1, when we were together as roommates during MLEP trip in Indonesia. You see, I'm not close to any Malays in JC. So during this trip, when we had to choose who to sleep with, it was a little tricky for me. But I'm so glad up to this very day, I had gotten to know Nana and Amira.

I felt sick, like super sick. Up to the point, I vomitted some black stuff out (I would like to think it's just because of some charcoal tablets I had been eating days before that!) and trust me, it was so gross. But this girl right here, she continued to take care of me and saying prayers to me the whole time I felt so in pain. Days after that, I got well, super well. The moment I touched down, I was just screaming for good steak.

I went to the wedding with my 13yo cousin, Sabrina. Her other younger siblings were crying and throwing tantrums at home when Cik Ita (basically, their mum) decided to only allow her to accompany me to the wedding.

It felt great to have people who yearns for my time and company and actually felt sad when they didn't get to go out with me. Seriously, anyone who wanna date me, you got a lot to do to impress me. 😂

So anyway, I'm just so happy for Amira. I hope all of you pray for her happiness, especially now she has jumped into the marriage life. She's really... a sweet nice girl. Congratulations Amira, may Allah SWT bless you with all the good things in life!

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Right after exams yesterday, I went back home from Pasir Ris to Yewtee. I was contemplating whether I should take cab all the way to Yewtee from Cik Ita's place but I told myself not to succumb to taxis all the time (seriously whoever invented Grab and Uber, you just added more problems in my #firstworldproblems list) so I decided to take public transport home with my huge luggage and bags filled with notes.

I boarded the bus and when it reached the station at the MRT, I gave up and just took cab home because I couldn't take it with the luggage and bags and the heat. It rained the moment I reached home. What luck!

I went to meet the upper secondary mentors to celebrate the end of finals! Not that I really deserve it, but heck. 

Fuad and Kashib

Had a great dinner session at Manhattan Fish Market, also a great discussion. 

We were discussing about genders and sexuality and I found out that apparently in Islam, you can be gay or lesbian but you just cannot "layankan" the fact that you're one. By that, I mean practising those forbidden acts. Also if you're gay or lesbian, you cannot marry even if it's marrying the opposite sex because that's like cheating your partner. 

Well, this is according to them. If you're reading this and you know more, please share it with me. I would like to learn more about this topic and how Islam works around it.

Funny thing was, when I paid at the cashier, the cashier was umm, a little not so straight. I just went 🌚  because I was just thinking of how loud we were, trying to convey our views on homosexuality.

Right after dinner, we rushed to NUS to catch a Hindi movie together. It's free, all thanks to Rhea. The movie is gooooooood, like seriously you have to watch it. It's not your typical love story. It's about being human. And, you will definitely fall in love with Kashmir because I did. That place really got to be in my travel list.

We had supper and a good short talk with Hazwani as well right after that. So much dramas to catch up on!

Oh and while on the way home, Kashib and I had a good talk about losing weight. We both are at our heaviest! So we had this bet, whoever loses lesser weight, in a months' time, will have to treat the other one. So far, the progress for this bet ain't going that well! I'm in a deep shit.

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And today, I finally spent time with Daya. That girl missed me too much, oh what do I do~

We had brunch at Beanstro and I ordered a good plate of Chicken Pomodoro. Finished it up in less than 30 minutes. #somuchfordiet

Right after that, we went to ArtScience Museum for the Future World: Where Art Meets Science and Van Cleef & Arpels: The Art and Science of Gems exhibitions. #soartsyfartsy

My art pieces for the day

We spent a good 40 minutes colouring using crayons, and deciding the colours and which templates to choose. But we had really fun talking and... just colouring like little kids. Well, before that we spent a good 5 minutes playing with the slides. Really, we are kids stuck in adult's bodies.

My house on the exhibition screen

Me trying to get a good angle for my photos

All about Shapes

For this one, I had to stack up the right shapes to make it look like a diamond or some gem stone. I was so happy doing this, and really Daya couldn't understand why. Is it the nerd in me? I guess so.

And we folded this, with a lot of effort. Well I did the pink one, it was more tricky than the blue one, I feel.

To end our time together, we had a good tea session at TWG before I headed to tuition and she headed back home. 

I'm just seriously enjoying life as it is.

Thank you Allah SWT for everyone that has entered my life and, for everything.

holla, runaway agency

I'm sitting for my paper later (in less than 2 hours, pray for me) and god I am so unprepared. I did only one past year paper and boy that was also with the help of the answer guide. I don't know how I will survive later but really, the thoughts of running away from everything here are at the back of my mind.

You know, those times you question yourself for making yourself go through this whole university struggle... Yes I'm having them. Whoever said university is easy, well I don't know about you, but I surely feel cheated now.

But yeah, isn't it cool to run away... probably to a different country? You know, waking up to the sound of birds chirping and the first thing you see in the morning is the view of mountains. Living the village life, maybe it ain't that bad.

And up till today, why aren't there any agency that I know of that actually offers services to prepare people to run away? Not illegally, but legally. Like you know, running away from your parents because you know they will kill you the moment they see your results.

Yes I'm thinking of running away at this point of time. Like drop everything here and run away... but nah gotta cancel this idea because I'm such a scaredy cat. I still need my parents. So now, I gotta just prepare myself to answer to them for my shitty results.

Yes, I'm anticipating really shit results but I'm still praying for a miracle.

Make it, or make it

Time check: 1:09 a.m.

I have a 2-hour paper coming up at 10 a.m. later and oh boy I'm still up blogging (well, I'm supposed to be busy mugging but clearly, I'm giving up) so please pray that I can conquer that paper later. I'm really really really not ready at all for this year's exam. I thought last year's exam was the most "not-ready" exam I sat in my entire life, well I thought wrong. This year is crazier.

I just finished eating a bowl of Maggi, and I'm about to start on a past year paper. Did 4 past year papers and I still don't get it... "why do the questions take up about 10 words per sentence but the answers take up more than 4 pages each?" And no, I was not writing nonsense. I checked the answers given, and really the answers matched.

There are still a few modules I have yet to touch. And guess, when are the papers? In a few days. Yes, that deserves bold italic and underline altogether. Because boy, I'm about to perform a miracle. *blows my nails*

I got to make it, or really... just make it to next year. Please pray for my results. Pray for me.

Yes, I know I have been asking for prayers in almost every single post. Well, what else can I ask for? I'm only human. That sounded a little sadder than I thought it would.

Alright, before this post turns out crappier, let's end it here.

#prayformyresults

#prayforme

Time check: 1:22 a.m.

ibu mama mommy emak umi mother

Happy Mother's Day 💓

best maid award

Before anything, I just wanna say...

Dad finally turned 49!

The family celebrated his birthday the evening I had my first paper for Finals. Now that I'm in the east, it's quite a hassle for me to travel just for his birthday. So, yeah. I had to give the celebration a miss. But hey, I still love you Dad no matter what.

Jemput-jemput, the only banana thing I'll eat

Living at Cik Ita's place means I'm gaining weight exponentially. My aunt has a maid and really, her current maid deserves the Best Maid Award. I've grown up getting to know a lot of maids, especially my aunts' maids. Their family, their childhood, their past work experiences... everything I got to know just by chatting with them.

One time, I even got to know of this maid, Bibik Mar, and got really close with her through one of my holiday trips with my grandparents. I was really sad when she left because she's really another good maid. I still call her once in a while to see if she's doing well back in Indonesia. Well, so far so good. She's married with a kid now. Arranged marriage, sort of. She got married to her brother's best friend who had always had a crush on her and probably tried to steal some looks whenever he dropped by. She showed me his passport photo before and really, he's quite good looking. I need to go and visit her soon to check on her child.

A good maid is to me, a maid who really does her job well. 

Makes sure the tasks given are all done. 

Not easily distracted by guys. Really this is so important, because I came across so many maids who started having affairs to the point they got pregnant, some of these maids are even married and their husbands are back in their hometown.

Honest. So many times I came across maids who stole things from their employers, my family was a victim before.

As of now, my aunt's current maid ticks all the boxes. 

I'm a pretty messy person. After studying at night, I'll just leave my stuff and sleep. I don't bother cleaning them up. But she never fails to clean them up for me every single time. My aunt is also pretty strict with maids using their handphones. But this current maid who I calls Bibik, always make sure all the things she need to do is done... then she will use her phone. I really like it when I hear her talking to her kids. They sound really adorable and from their voices, you can really hear how much they miss her.

The past few days I also make it a point to wake up early because Bibik will never eat before me. She makes it a point for me to eat before her because I'm just like one of the employers. Really made me speechless. A few days ago, I woke up at 1 p.m. and I found out she had not eaten so I forced her to eat with me.

I really hope time slows down, because really... I don't wanna say goodbye to Bibik. I don't know when else will I ever meet someone so nice like her 😪

Oh and Daya sent this to me, guess someone is missing me a little too much.

Samsung vs Apple

I'm a huge fan of Apple. 

I've been using the iPhone for 6 years now, went through the few generations of iPhone. Started from the iPhone 3GS to now, the iPhone 6S. Now, I'm also using my MacBook Air most of the time. I put my Acer laptop in the cupboard, and yes it has been collecting all the dust ever since I got my Macbook Air sent to me all the way from the US. Been through a lot with Apple, I can say.

My family, including most of my cousins and uncles and aunties, are a huge fan of Samsung. Some of my friends are huge fans of Samsung. The best way that I can think of to describe their love for Samsung would be... how much I love Taeyang and how I would stand up for him whenever people diss him, that's how much they love their Samsung gadgets.

Yesterday, my uncle wanted to re-contract his telco plan and he was planning to get the S7 so he asked for my opinions. So I told him that I'm not good with gadgets so I don't really know. My cousins heard our conversation and they were like,

"Samsung is better than iPhone."

"iPhone not good la, Samsung better."

And they started questioning me like, "Kakak why do you use an iPhone?"

I don't know why, but it seems like this is the problem with people who use Samsung. They always tell people who use Apple to stop using them. Rarely, I hear people who use Apple telling people who use Samsung to stop using them. Of course there are those Apple fanatics who would do so. Honestly, I get annoyed sometimes when people tell me that I'm making the wrong choice for using Apple.

Is Apple really that bad? Well, I used Samsung before I started using Apple. I also have a Samsung tab (which I don't even use because I don't really need it, it was given to me for free lol) and I have come to the conclusion that I love Apple more than Samsung.

Do people who use Samsung feel bitter that they're not using Apple so that's why they kept telling me that Samsung is better than Apple?

Samsung offers so many features that I don't even need. I don't need the Beauty cam when there are so many Korean/Chinese apps that offer the same thing. Plus, iPhone's camera is pretty good. Just compare those using Samsung and Apple on Snapchat.

Samsung does not have Apple Music which I honestly think need a lot more improvement to be on par with Spotify (kinda regret unsubscribing to it!) but Apple Music is good 'cos they offer more songs than Spotify.

Oh, and most of my Samsung friends have problems with their phones after having them for about 2 years. Either the battery problem, or this on/off restart problem. Just so many problems. Well, I had those problems too, but I would like to say all those were mainly my fault because I have this habit of using my phone right after washing my hands.

I love my iPhone, I love my MacBook. My previous iPhones still function well, I just bought the newer iPhones because I wanted better selfies. (yes, I'm quite vain.) My MacBook has been with me since early 2014, that's pretty long. My previous laptops didn't even last more than 2 years.

So, really. What is so bad about Apple?

meow

My friends (and probably those who follow me on social media) would have known by now that I have kinda gotten over my fear of cats. Please take your time now to give me a standing ovation because really, I deserve it. 😂

Everyone around me knows how much I was so fearful of cats. Really, the fear is real. You can ask those who have gone out with me before and somehow they were fated with a scaredy-cat like me. They probably facepalmed themselves and then questioned themselves like "why did I even agree to go out with someone like her?"

But to those who really, really stood by me throughout all those embarrassing moments, thank you. If I was rich, I would have given all of you a mansion each but oh well, I'm just a girl who's struggling to even sort out her future. 

So, the big question... How did I get over that fear of cats?

Kelly, the most annoying yet cutest Bengal cat ever

For the past few months, I've been giving tuition to Nab's cousins. Just like her, her cousins (basically her whole extended family) are hardcore cat lovers. I even heard stories from her cousins that they have relatives who have more than 10 cats living in their house. I never understood why do people even have cats living in their house when they already has so many people living in there... I mean, don't you need your own space?

But it all changed when this cat here got close to me. It was not easy. The first few weeks I started tutoring... I screamed countless times and at one point of time, I even went up on the coffee table because this cat wanted to touch my feet. I'm sorry, but my feet is reserved for Prince Charming, ya?

My tutees own 3 cats and this one right here is the most brave one. The other cats just get away from me after getting a few screams from me. But this cat, her perseverance to make me fall in love with her deserves more than just an applause.

This cat even put herself on danger. I was eating with my tutee one time and this cat just tried to meleseh with me and I almost stabbed her with the fork I was holding. Thank God she's still alive because if not, I deserve to make a cameo in at least one episode of How to Get Away with Murder. 

After so many trials by Kelly, I succumbed to her cuteness. I touched it, got close to it and just yesterday I even carried it in my arms. My photo album in my phone now will be invaded with photos of cats. I can sense that.

I just hope no more scars from getting scratched by cats.

#prayformyskin

I am not totally over the fear of cats. I am still afraid of stray cats. People take time to open up with each other, just like how I take time to open up with cats. But I am proud to say, I am slowly ticking my wishlist. 

I am officially over the fear of cats.