Yummy, omg guys, right now I am eating my freshly (self-)made sugo which I have made for my daddy´s dinner. It tastes awesome, really.
Enough of the cooking.

What will now follow is kinda of a hard topic for me:
Today we watched a film about a kid who is bullied at school and then finally breaks out of his hell and teaches his torturers how to treat people. Which reminded me of me when I was about 12. I just broke up with my first boyfriend (we used to hold hands - but only at home, we would have never dared to do so in public space) in a very, very un-lady-like fashion: via e-mail. And because of this all my friends started to turn away from me and they sort of formed a unit against me. Every day they´d tell me I´d look terrific although they didn´t think so. Or they set rumours which weren´t true at all. Being that young I couldn´t manage this hatred which was focused on me. All I thought about was how I could make myself more fitting, more cool. Actually, I learned how to. I am now even friend with one of the head-bulliers of that time and we can both look back to then and it seems as if we both learned our lesson.
And to all those bullying victims out there: I know how you feel and I certainly have felt your pain - but I can ensure you: although you might not see it yet, it will all turn out good - it has for me and it will for you. Just keep sure that you have at least one person you can talk to honestly and open as this will keep you off going mad.
Kisses,
ZiTa