Tag: love

My babies

Hola everyone.

I just got homeĀ from my week at college – I stay in my dorm over the week and come home every weekend – and literally had the best welcome ever by my two babies Molly and Peaches. To be honest, I wasn’t quite sure of what to blog about today, so I asked my mum for help and she suggested telling you guys about our two pets. First I thought it might be a lil bit too corny, but she’s right, because I love them so much and they truly deserve a post that is solely dedicated to them. So, here we go.

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Molly

Molly is the oldie, when it comes to being part of this family. We got her when she was just a little cut puppy, small enough to fit in the palm of my hand. And god, was and is she cute. Usually, chihuahuas are said to be loud and bitter and also a little bit bitchy, but Molly is the complete opposite. She was always a really calm dog and full of love. I can tell you, I fell in love with her the second I saw her.

Today she’s 10 and still the same dog she was when we got her. Still calm, loving and a total cutie. She always freaks out and jumps around happily whenever someone of the family comes home, she even does that with the cat, whereas you’d think they don’t like each other, but they actually do.

I really can’t wait to spend even more years together with Molly, because she was always there for me and listened to me when I needed her and I will never stop loving her like crazy. I would never want to have another dog than her.

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Peaches

Peaches is literally the baby of the family. We got her two years ago, which feel like 10 to be honest, out of a big urge of wanting to have a cat that my mum and me shared. And today I can’t even imagine my life without her, as me and her have a really special connection, I really feel liker her mother when we are together and when she follows me around the house. Every week,Ā my mum tells me that Peaches is always depressed when I’m away and keeps looking for me, so that pretty much confirms our bond.

I don’t even know where to start describing her. Sometimes she’s completely nuts and runs around like an insane chicken and then suddenly she’s all cutiepatootie again and wants to cuddle. Watching her feelsĀ like watching a completely crazy movie that is actually really interesting. But besides that, her cutest character trait is that, because we took her with us when she was still very young, she still sucks on her toes (and sometimes my stuffed toy cat) like a baby. And she does that until she falls asleep. It’s extremely cute, I can tell you. To be honest, I don’t think that we could have gotten any cat that fits more perfectly into our family then her. She’s the baby and she will always be.

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So yeah, there they are, my two babies. I could never live without them anymore and I can’t wait to cuddle with them again in a few minutes. If any of you have pets too and want to share some love or pics or anything with me or just wan to talk, I’m here. And until then, as always, thanks for reading. x

Never have I ever…

Hola everyone.

Never have I ever had a date… I haven’t.

There it is. I have never had a date with a boy before, never. And yeah, for a nearly 20 year old girl like me that’s pretty strange, at least when it comes to what most of the people in my surroundings think.

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To be honest, I’ve stopped thinking that it’s weird, but I went through some tough times because I thought that it was strange. That I was strange. And that it was all my fault. I thought that I wasn’t pretty enough or not cool enough or whatever damn thing you need to be in order to get a boy to like you. And I can tell you, it’s really not a nice feeling to always think that you’re not good enough for anyone. It makes you question yourself all the time. It makes you think that whatever you’re wearing or the way you have your hair or the amount of makeup you use is just wrong. In that moment, everything about yourself is just plainly wrong and all you wish for is to be like all the other girls who either have dates or already a boyfriend.

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I’ve never felt more like an outsider than in those years in which the feeling or, to be honest, the strong urge to finally get a boy to like me destroyed me completely. I was sad all the time, cried because I felt alone and unloved and I hated nothing more than the pitiful looks I got from my friends and classmates and the same damn question “Laura, when are you finally going to have a boyfriend?”. I DON’T KNOW?! Oh and let’s not forget the even more stupid answer to that “You need to go out more”. NO I DON’T!?

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When I look back at those times, I just realize how stupid I was. I really believed them and thought that going out, drinking alcohol, looking 5 years older, wearing short skirts that could be taken as a longer shirt, putting on faaaaar too much makeup and that wearing a bra that feltĀ like a freaking corset that’s way too tight and small would help me get a boyfriend. I’m just happy that I only stuck to the makeup and bra part, because I hated all the other things too much to try them, not even for a guy.

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And today, about 5 years later, I’m still date- and boyfriendless and I’m still alive, who would have thought that? Not me, for sure, because the most accurate thing a girl, who just wants to be like all the other girls and have a boyfriend, can think, is, that she will surely die without a boy in her life. God, what was I thinking? Seriously.

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If I could talk to younger me now, I would tell myself that everything’s going to be fine, just fine, even without a immature boy in her life. And NO, it’s not her fault, it never was. Because if a boy really likes her and wants to be with her, he will like every part about her, no matter if she likes to go out and party or would chose to watch a good movie over that any time. And if he isn’t able to or doesn’t want to do that, then he can go and “you-know-what” himself and go and find another girl to lower herself for him, because this girl here won’t do that for sure. Oh, and of course he doesn’t deserve her, not one single bit.

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So yeah, here I am, without an upcoming date or a huge crush on a boy whoĀ basically ownsĀ my head. And I can say that I’m truly happy about that. I’m pretty much on the edge of becoming an adult right now, just got into the second semester in college and my life is changing so fast and chances are upcoming every second I blink and I just wouldn’t be able to have a relationship right now. Of course, sometimes I’m lonely. Sometimes I dream about being in a cute relationship with my soulmate. But as the romantic I am, I know that there’s someone out there for me, who’s just waiting to complete me. And until we find each other, I’m more than damn happy to live this amazing life, which just keeps getting better and better and making me happier and thankfuller every day that I can’t even describe it anymore.

Thanks for reading. x

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Ps: If any of you are in the same “position” as me, feel free to talk to me. I’m here. Always. And please just know that there’s nothing wrong about not having a boyfriend yet. You will find THE ONE and you will be happier than ever and you will not be able to cope with all the love. But until then, just try to love yourself and gift the love to those people, who’ve always been in your life and who love you more than anything. They deserve it. Oh, and don’t forget to enjoy life. This is your moment. Make something of it.