Superman

Forever 21 royal blue tshirt (M) // Forever 21 orange scallop hem skirt (M) //
Pitaya yellow patent skinny belt (S) // Fioni for Payless black cutout peeptoe pumps (5) //

Photography: JJ

"I can't do this all on my own, no I know, I'm no superman." I don't know how many times I've heard that line knowing the countless episodes of Scrubs watched by now on Netflix. The only thing that's missing is a red cape (I swear I have one from cosplaying Final Fantasy somewhere). This outfit I wore a longgg time ago to work on my colorblocking streak (6/28).

Well, the fact of the matter is ... I'm really no Superman. This first week of senior year and I'm working myself to death between 5 courses (some ballistic nuts like Immunology), finishing up secondaries (I swear they keep reproducing in my inbox), full on community service, work starting next week, and already hitting the library every single day for 3-7 hours. Meanwhile, STL rages at our efforts with today's torrential rain storm/mini Midwest hurricane. The wind was so strong, it flipped over patio tables and whacked all our chips away. No fear, when-in-doubt-free-froyo-wins rule is here. 

Earlier, I wrote a haiku to express my conundrum:

Friday afternoon

The first week of senior year

Still in library

Part of this is my fault. I'm trying to be caught up early on so a nice pair of biker boots doesn't nail me in the butt for putting off studying and projects til the last minute. I also have been spending a lot of time visiting friends and having well-meant more-fun-less-studying study parties. Whoever promised that life gets easier as you rise through college is a BIG FAT LIAR. It gets better because you learn how to not suck as hardcore, and you learn to work it like you mean it. If your school or major allows you to have fun on a daily basis, mazel tov and you can have a piece of my jealous/judgmental eye squint. 

Meanwhile, happy long Labor Day weekend. I'm going back to the mall to try my hand at Banana Republic's win-your-salary thing and H&M has sooo many coupons for everything. My bank already sent me a preemptive telekinetic message today saying, "I HATE YOU." Other than that my "er ge" is coming to visit STL and I'm super excited!

Readers - how do you de-stress?