Simba had kittens this morning.
she woke me up at 9:15am (I was late for something too coincidentally).
Simba was meowing and meowing at me and I had a feeling it wasn't her usual
affection type of meow so I followed her around and she started having contractions.
I laid down some towels down for her knowing it was going to be pretty messy.
After a while I had to go wake my mum up as I was running late.
So, I got dressed and I went out.
I went out for an interview and 2 tests.
English and maths.
40 questions each
I got a Level 3 in the English, which is similar to an A level.
In my maths...well, it wasn't so good-hah.
I got entry level 2.
Somehow I knew my maths wouldn't be all that great, but the lady
said that the tests can be flawed.
The lady also said that my English results were the highest anyone has gotten when
someone has taken the English test (in that building).
I got all proud of myself:
I KNOW WORDS!
So in two weeks I will be starting my business administration course. Yay! I don't know what
the fuck I'm doing! YAY(!)
I walked back home and Simba had given birth to three kitties.
THE FINAL SUMMATION was that she gave birth to five in total- on her first litter. SHE BEAT KOSHKKKKAAAA!
Got a pretty impressive corn-hole haven't you, Simba?
She's a great mummy * u * although her kitties are quite noisy when they want milk and then they start fighting.
I've had three hours of sleep. IM GONNA WATCH A MOTHUHFUCKIN MOVIE - ON MAH TABLET
COMIN' FO' DAT #booty #booty
I hope you are all well :3