What to do when you can't have your own cat.

Ever since I was little I have always wanted a cat, specially white kitten! Absolutely, inspiringly adorable.

As my parents would never allow me to have one, so I decided, why don't I go to a cats cafe! I have google it and find there's one near to where I live. The cats were inspiringly adorable, before we(me and my friends) enter the cafe, we were asked to wash our hands. Which is great! I like the idea that they're trying to protect the cats, prevent human's bacterial....  Oh dear, I still remember how delicious their cake were, they were to die for! Cats and desserts - life is so complete!

she want some too.

so beautiful!

 

sleepy cats:3

this is the cheesecake which I said it's super good(hello from a cake lover)

the ' omg there's too much cuteness to carry!' look

  

kittens<3

  

look at those gorgeous pattern!!

     One more thing that must be noted, all these lovable cats were adopted and people can adopt them too! They were once homeless, but now because of this cafe owner, their life has come up hopes and joys. :)

So what about you? do you have any pets? What would you when you're not allowed to have pets, and at the same time you love animals so freaking much?

I would love to hear about it in the comments below....

Bewildered Girl, becoming enlightened  xxxx

Hey, Hello There!

I've been thinking about to start a blog for a pretty long time now, for some reason, I wasn't motivated to make the first step.
But I believe today is the day.

You might ask why, why blogging, basically no one is reading now a day. You're probably right, nonetheless, writing would be the way for me to express. It's like you're keep filling the balloon and eventually it'll blow up and explodes everywhere. That's exactly what I feel inside, for so long, and today is the day when the balloon blow up.

 As I'm always a introverts person, not those type of person who barely talk with others, I'm the kind who trend to kept things, feelings and thoughts all by themselves. I consistently wonder am I the only one who's weird. Spending nights crying in bed, can't figure out the solutions of depressing, feeling uselessness, the future is full of darkness. I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here, I dont belong here, nothing feels all right. I swear, you don't want to know what it's feels like. I thought I'm not gonna be okay.

One day, a random guy online has comment this to me

 ' I once felt like my soul was tormented, I was lost and confused. I spent nights on the streets with no where to go, cold and alone. I spent other nights lying awake listening to two parents literally attempt to kill each other as my mother would burst through my door with a knife begging me to save her from my father. Self harm turned to attempted suicide and the whole time Jesus was there begging me to let him help but I shut him out. It was at the last second of suicide that He subtlety gave me an idea "instead of kill yourself, why not die to yourself and live for me?" I listened and turned the reins of my life over to Jesus. Now I'm 24 with my own house, my own cars, a wonderful wife, and two beautiful children. I am working on interning to be a full time youth pastor and though emotional scars still run deep through me today and relationships are still affected by my past, I have never felt more happy or fulfilled. Jesus loves you as much as he loves me. Listen to his message and keep on.  '

I'm still so bewildered what's the message he's trying giving me? God doesn't change my situation maybe he's trying to my heart.
 'My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapist
But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this with
Why should I open up on somebody else's carelessness...'
Is this lyrics? I don't know, it just popped up in my mind and it can say my feelings..

This blog is somewhere I can be myself, say whatever i want, however i want - without any judgement don't even bother if my words sound stupid, lose me friends or offended people. I legit DON'T care! and you should too, we don't have to pleaseourselves to be someone we're not. I stopped proving myself to everyone else, since then, I felt so much better. The story book has turned to a new page, i don't mind starting over again. You don't have to be great to begin, but you have to begin to be great.
Sorry, I'm not sorry.Thank you for reading my blog(if you're really has been reading)  Comment, just to let me know what do think, are we in anything common?

bewildered girl, becoming enlightened xxxx