Day 26: Alive and Walking Around

Barely. It's finals time at Casa de Smartypants, which means my brain does funny things. Like yesterday, in the shower, I thought, "Oh my god, my mom's birthday was yesterday! I forgot all about it! I am the worst daughter ever!" I jumped out of the shower and checked the date on my phone. Sure enough, it was December second. Good thing my mom's birthday was last month, and I got her leaf-shaped pie cutters and went out to dinner with her. Way to be on top of it, brain.

Other than that, there's been a whole lot of AWR and take-homes writing. This is my first semester where I don't have any in-class finals, except for my trial. It's very weird. I never even had take-homes in undergrad. I almost don't know what to think about them. I still have one take-home left, and my trial is Wednesday, and there's that AWR.

There's also been a lot of sneezing, coughing, and moaning about sore throats. That translates to not a lot of getting dressed, because there isn't anywhere I have to be that requires wearing, like, not pajamas. And I have been taking advantage of that. There are even clothes in my 30 for 30 section of the closet that I haven't worn yet because I haven't been getting dressed very much! Crazy!

Tonight, though, I went out to dinner with my parents. We went to my dad's favorite Mexican restaurant, but I wasn't hungry, so I drank more than I ate (but I still didn't turn down dessert, because I'm not, like, dead or anything).

I seriously only had two mojitos, you guys. I think it's the fatigue that puts me over the edge, though.

I don't know. I have to blame it on something.

I think I look like a gangster here, right? I'm like, "Yo, 'sup." See? Gangster. Whatever, you guys.

Cardi: J. Crew

Top: H&M

Tank: Old Navy

Jeans: NYC Blank

Shoes: Banana Republic

Necklace: J. Crew

Earrings: Kenneth Cole, via Nordstrom

Belt: snagged from a dress in my closet

Oh, look, one picture where I do not look like a total ham or a deformed lush. (Every shot of my left side looked like my right elbow is, like, grotesquely deformed. I performed a thorough inspection, though, and my elbows seem to be approximately the same size. I blame the camera man, Boyfriend.)

Only four more days left! My outfit tomorrow will also have to be in accordance with the Saturday dress code, ie., red. No worries, I have a red cardigan! After that, I'm gonna try to get dressed Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, too, and I'm gonna try to wear stuff I haven't worn yet, but there will be two pairs of pants that never got worn, because I couldn't get them hemmed in time, plus a dress. I probably should have just replaced them, but oh well. I survived just fine on 27 for 30. 

This challenge ends just in time, because I don't think I could have constructed an appropriate court outfit for trial. There are just some things that require a devoted outfit. Things that determine my grade are one of those things.