7 Signs You'd Choose A Cat Over A Man

7 Signs You'd Choose A Cat Over A Man

Honestly, your cat wouldn't like him anyway.

When you told your friends you were going to be forever alone with a herd of cats to keep you company, you weren't joking.

You can't even walk past a stray cat without excitedly crouching down to coerce it to accept your love and affection, which is basically what that guy from your morning class did all semester, but you just don't have the time for that.

You are the stereotypical, crazy cat lady.

Just how severe is your case of furry fever? You may notice a few symptoms.

1. You wish your cat could text you.

You've probably already thought about how cool it would be to be able to text your cat and check on them. Unlike the messages in your inbox that you have purposely not opened, or just didn't respond to, your cat would always get a text back.

2. You wonder what they're doing at home.

You ask yourself, "what are they up to? I wonder if they miss me." No, not your casual dating partner. You're actually just trying to remember if you gave your cats treats before you left the house.

3. When you do leave them at home, you hurry back.

Whether you attempt to shave some time off of your grocery trip or just try to run all of your errands as quickly as possible, you want to get back home to your cats. If only you would've moved that quickly to get to that date you were 20 minutes late for because you had to pay extra attention to your cats before you left.

4. Your friends always send you cat memes.

Everybody has that friend who always asks for advice about the same boy just to ignore the advice they were given and immediately run back into his arms. Thankfully, that isn't you, and your friends never have to send you long paragraphs about your boy problems. Instead, they send you every cat meme they come across because it reminded them of you.

5. You show up to the party to pet the host's cat.

When your friend texted you that Brad was throwing a party, she was trying to hint that you should get out more. However, you saw that beautiful tabby cat on his Snapchat story, and you are not leaving until you pet it. You even brought a couple of cat treats with you to keep in your purse, just in case.

6. Your Instagram account is basically dedicated to your cat.

Every time your cat does something cute, you can't help but snap a picture. After looking through your recent Instagram posts, you realize you think everything they do is cute--even knocking everything off the tables and bookshelf. Some people post tons of pictures showing their boyfriends off, but you would rather show off your kitten.

7. You let your cat distract you from work, sometimes, but never a man.

You have a paper due tomorrow, and you definitely procrastinated it. You cancel the date you had for tonight because you need to take advantage of all the time that you have left to finish it. When your cat climbs in your lap and starts to block your screen, you patiently move your head at all different angles so you can still see. Finally, your cat moves...onto the keyboard. They're sitting there like they are demanding that you take a break and pay attention to them, and you love them, so you do.

Overall, when it comes to choosing between a cat and a man, you probably don't even have to think about it.

Cover Image Credit: Lexi Hammond

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I'm 19-Years-Old And The Last One Of My Friends To Get That 'First Kiss'

If there was a race to get a first kiss, I am in last place.


It's a matter of days before I turn 19 and surprise—I'm the last of my friends to receive her first kiss. In every friend group, everyone seems to know who was the first to get hers (and the scandalous story surrounding it). Everyone also seems to know who the last girl standing is (or for those of mine who don't, it's me).

Since people seem to hold a boatload of assumptions about a 19-year-old who has never been kissed, here are the truths about the last of her friends waiting for that special moment.

First of all, I'm waiting because I don't want to waste the moment.

As in, I want to know the person, I want to trust the person, and I want some sort of established connection with the person (even if it doesn't have the "relationship" label). I would be severely disappointed with myself if I kissed someone on a Friday night who's name might've been Scott or Sean or something and maybe had curly hair and could walk past me the next morning but I would have no clue who he was.

My personality also doesn't help when it comes to boys.

I was terrified to even talk to boys until probably my sophomore or junior year of high school, so it's not surprising that I'm a little bit behind. And even if I'm not "terrified" of boys anymore, it doesn't mean that I'm automatically confident enough to handle myself easily in front of them. I've been taking my time with boys all my life, so I can understand why I'm taking so long.

I don't hate physical contact but I'm not very good at it.

I'm not the one who will initiate even a hug. If you don't initiate anything, I will not touch you. If you do initiate and I'm still not comfortable, I still will not touch you. However, my apprehension is often mistaken for me hating physical contact and not wanting anyone to touch me ever. It's very difficult to distinguish between hating physical contact and being scared to initiate it, but I'm telling you now it's the latter, I promise you.

No, I'm not asexual.

I've liked boys for a very long time but that doesn't mean that I will suddenly start making out with all the boys I like (props to anyone who is bold enough to do that). Also, I'm one who is more likely to bottle up these feelings and is less likely to do anything about it. I know I'm not helping myself if I keep everything hidden, but I reassure myself that if it is meant to happen, it will happen and I won't need to force anything.

Sometimes, it can be sucky to feel like I'm "last."

I would be lying if I said I never felt like I am inferior because everyone has been kissed except for me. I am super proud of my friends who are in healthy relationships and I hope they know that I am wholeheartedly rooting for them. However, feeling like everyone else has had an experience that I'm missing can be tough and I do grow impatient. It's never great to feel like you're "last" but hey, this is not a race and there is no medal for being the first.

But most importantly, it doesn't define me.

Listen to me carefully: nobody thinks of me as "the one friend who has never been kissed." I have other qualities too so, truthfully, it doesn't feel that much different to be the one friend who hasn't been kissed. As long as I don't dwell on this reality and realize that one day it'll happen, it doesn't necessarily "feel like" anything to be last. So as advice to anyone else who might be the last woman standing: embrace it, know your time will come, and focus on all the other traits that define you. The timing of a kiss doesn't need to be one of them.

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