What I Would Tell Myself

Hi dear readers, how's this week been for you all? Let's talk, I miss it after the chaotic week I've had. Things have been pretty swell on my end. Busy, but swell. Yesterday I read aloud a bit of one of my short stories (quite exciting, actually) and had the most perfectly ripe avocado who's seed came out on the first try. There's currently a bouquet of (alive, mind you) pink tulips smelling up a corner of my desk for the second week in a row now, and the amount of days left in the semester is finally countable.

This time of year is what made me fall in love with my school; the everywhere fountains and blooms and sitable benches gets my heart racing. I remember being a senior in high school, coming to tour campus for the second time as many prospective students are doing today actually, and having it occur to me that I could very well see myself studying here for the next four years.

In two-ish weeks, I'll officially be able to say that three of those years have passed. Sara and I were talking about this the other day, but its so incredibly true: no one can prepare you for what you learn in college, especially outside of the classroom. If I could somehow go back and time and see myself in the spring of freshman year, I don't think I would recognize me. I was fidgety and uncomfortable; I blinked too much and held my chin too low. What a terrible terrible waste of time, I would tell myself. 

I would then say, two years from now, you still won't have all the answers. You won't have everything figured out. But you will know, however, that buying yourself flowers is perfectly okay. Also, you'll want to invest in a vase.


Spring Favorites

"What a strange thing to be alive beneath the cherry blossoms." -Kobayashi Issa

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Tis true. I got some earlier last week & I'm so tempted to make it a regular thing. They're pretty inexpensive, super bright and colorful & wonderfully happy.

This is my new obsession. It literally makes your hair look & feel like you've been at the beach all day. Smells nice, too. :)

Well, I mean who doesn't love this? I just recently rekindled my love with the heavenly goodness this weekend. Like... its going to be a thing until maybe September. 

I've never been a huge baseball hat wearer, but as of like March, they're my newfound love. And I got some harsh sunburn on my face this past weekend, so they've proven to be pretty helpful, too.

I feel like I'm wearing Easter eggs on my fingers. Or something perfectly springy like that. 



Hi cuties, how's this week treating you? If I'm being honest, its been a suuper slow, suuper long week on my end. My work somehow multiplied, my head decided to have numerous headaches & I felt like no amount of sleep was ever long enough. Saying that, the weather was wonderful though-- either perfectly dreary or perfectly breezy.

I was also able to do a bit of writing this week which I'm excited about. I think I'm in the very (very) early stages of putting together a little work of sorts, so.. I guess.. yay. :) I also did a bit of running as well, which is both good and bad. Good, for obvious reasons, and because I found like eleven turtles on my trail. Bad, because of awful shin splints & and a lovely up and coming farmer's tan. Its cute, I promise.

And with this post, I'm going to check out a bit early for the week. Its going to be one of those weekends where I planning to not do anything productive. I can't wait. The multicultural fair is this weekend too, so definitely going to have to stop by. Anyone remember when I covered the fair freshman year? Good times.


lovely links:
Outstanding realistic paintings.

One of the cutest GIFs.

A letter from Zelda to Scott.

Hello yellow. Might be my color this season.

Disney princesses- couture.

Definitely trying this this summer.

17 brutal realities of being a college student.

Pre-take off tunes.

Expensive, but lovely.

Hairstyling hacks. My favorite is #2.

How do you feel about this green suit?

The truest thing I've heard all day.

Have a happy weekend! xo



Today is one of those days where I really miss sitting at the kitchen table and eating cold pizza with my brothers. Where the only thing to do is listen to the sound of the rain and talk about last night's basketball game & who's asked out who. 


Side note- Yesterday's texting conversation with my youngest brother (N):

N: How are you pookie
L: Good, what choo dewin
N: Nothing much mini munch.
L: I like your recent Instagram
N: Thanks boo thang

He's most definitely cooler than I am.