petite love

andrea. petite. grad student. trying to navigate the world in skinny jeans and sunglasses. lower-case letters, cardigans and sarcasm sums me up pretty well. i dream of pretty things and wearing perfectly accessorized outfits while i throw fabulous dinner parties. instead i watch trashy reality television and drink wine. no complaints here.

As I re-read the Yale piece, I can’t help but think how there is no opposite of loneliness. 

Freshmen year we were convinced high-school relationships would last forever, college majors indicated our future and that despite it all, we would always have each other.

Several states away job changes and relationships changes; the opposite of lonely never changed. It never will. 

 

It’s a froyo with the bro yo kind of day.

He didn’t think that line was as funny as I did. Whatever.

 

 

This wallet was one of the last things purchased for my dad. My brother quickly took it over right after his death.

A Separate Peace was his favorite book. I am pretty sure he gave me a copy every year.

It’s nice to see how much we both reflect our dad. Very nice indeed.

 via instagram

 

Mom,

Happy Mother’s Day! Thank you for never putting us in matching outfits.

Love you.

 

An update of sorts.

I got out of work early the other night, made promises to meet friends for dinner but I arrived at the resturant early.

I ordered a glass of wine. One. For me and only me. I took a deep breath and looked around and I just knew at that moment I would be ok.

It’s been such an emotional couple of months. School, family, beginnings and endings. I still have a serious refusal for using the “b” word but I figure you all know what I mean. 

Ever day I remain amazed by the people who have come into my life; who have picked me up without even knowing it. The opportunities that have opened up almost as if they were meant for me. The love and support I have received from my friends have been instrumental in building me back up after feeling down for so so long. People should love you for you-no matter what. The people who add stipulations aren’t worth having. It’s a hard lesson to learn.

It was the best glass of wine I ever had.    


Posted: 2 weeks ago

 

Kardashian Sunday. 

 

Hova, I feel the same exact way about cats too.

Also, my face will permanently look like this today until 6:45pm tonight. 

I’ve got 99 problems and this paper ain’t about to be one.

Too much? Ok, I’m done now.

 

I am in academic hell and this is mug shot. Crime? Procrastination and crazy professors. Bail? My soul and time to do my hair. Send help. (Taken with instagram)

 

exhausted

the bags under my eyes have bags.


Posted: 1 month ago

The due day always seems to be the nicest day out. (Taken with instagram)

 

I can’t articulate my feelings into words. 

However the word “happy” comes up over and over.

I’ve been rolling it around in my mouth. Waiting for that perfect moment.

I don’t know when it will hit, but I know it will happen. We all deserve it.

It’s all we I want. 

via Just Be Happy

 

Happy Easter Weekend!

 

There is a magazine about blogging.

I have mixed emotions. Wouldn’t a blogger just read an online magazine instead?