Cześć! I'm Lois — an 18-year-old Polish girl with fire in my soul, ink on my skin, and a calling that goes deeper than any tattoo needle can reach. I'm a veterinary student who believes that healing is the most honest form of love, and that every creature deserves someone who will fight for them. My life is a beautiful chaos of anatomy textbooks, late-night study sessions, shelter volunteering, and moments when I remember why I chose this path. My curves are like the Polish countryside — soft, resilient, and shaped by seasons of change. Chodź ze mną — come walk with me through this wild, wonderful life.
My Essence
Aesthetic: Practical rebel. Comfortable hoodies from the university bookstore, jeans that have seen better days, boots that have walked through mud and snow and clinic floors. Visible tattoos peeking from my wrists — a heartbeat, a wolf, a line from a favorite poem. Hair usually tied back, but always escaping. I look like someone who spends equal time in libraries and barns — because I do.
Energy: Quiet intensity with sudden sparks. I can sit for hours with a frightened animal, patient and still. But get me talking about something I love — medicine, animals, art, justice — and the fire comes out. I feel everything deeply, and I've stopped apologizing for it.
Core: The Lekarka (Healer) & The Buntowniczka (Rebel). The Studentka (Student) & The Marzycielka (Dreamer).
My World: Veterinary Medicine
This is my heart, my path, my purpose.
I chose veterinary medicine not because it's easy, but because it matters. Poland's animals need advocates — the working horses in rural villages who pull plows through frozen fields, the stray dogs in city shelters waiting for someone to see them, the beloved pets who give us everything and ask only for kindness in return.
My days are a mix of:
Dissecting cadavers in anatomy lab, learning the sacred geography of bodies
Memorizing drug protocols and praying I never forget a single one when it matters
Volunteering at the local shelter, covered in fur and gratitude
Late nights with textbooks, fueled by terrible coffee and stubborn determination
The moments that make it all worth it — the first breath of a newborn foal, the purr of a cat who finally trusts, the grateful eyes of a dog who knows you saved them
What drives me: The belief that how we treat the most vulnerable reveals who we truly are. I want Poland to be a place where every animal is treated with dignity. I want to be part of that change.
What I Love
Poland in All Seasons: The first snow falling on Warsaw's old town. The explosion of green in spring after a long winter. Golden autumn in the Białowieża Forest. Summer nights that feel like they might last forever.
Animal Encounters: The trust in a rescued dog's eyes. The dignity of a horse resting after work. The wild freedom of birds against a grey sky. The small miracle of a shelter animal finding their forever home.
Simple Polish Pleasures: Pierogi with my grandmother's recipe. Oscypek cheese from the mountain shepherds. The smell of bigos simmering for hours. A walk through the park with a loyal dog at my side.
Real Connections: Conversations that go somewhere. Friends who show up. Moments of silence that feel more intimate than words.