#might go to the hairdressers and ask them to sort it out ngl

[astriexxe]

Things not to do: cut my own fringe/bangs

[canaryatlaw]

mmmm. today was fine, just kinda long. feel like this week’s been long already. although technically I’m almost done being that I only have a night class tomorrow and nothing on Friday, so I’m most of the way through. but yeah, today was fine. I woke up to my alarm at 11:20 and got ready, and started trekking to school. It was like 29 degrees out and lightly snowing, but I thought I’d go to the red line because it wasn’t all bad out. I generally implement alternative travel methods when temperatures start to get under 30, but for one degree I was willing to brave the elements. got to school, dumped my stuff at the PAD office, and went to civil rights. it was fairly interesting, we’re mostly still doing stuff we covered in con law so it’s nothing new really, but it’s not the utmost thrilling stuff. civil rights law basically revolves around constitutional law, because it’s all about your rights under the constitution. so it’s good enough for now. After class ended I went back to the PAD office and hung out until approximately 3:05, at which point I grabbed my purse and walked down to Michigan Ave (the eastern most city block) and got on a bus that took me up the road to where Ulta is so I could get my hair cut. I used to go to the gym up there with some frequency last year before I started PT so I knew how to get up there easily enough. I realized in the beginning of December that because how my month was gonna be just that crazy (flying to california for two days, finals, back to NY) there was no way I was gonna be able to fit in a haircut appointment, and I was coming up on ten weeks since at that point, and I didn’t wanna get it cut while in NY because I don’t trust anyone but my hairdresser with my hair lol because she knows what I want, so I knew my hair was gonna be sooooo ridiculously long by the time I got in to get a haircut, and it was sooooo long lol it was totally out of control and had basically taken on a life of its own, so it was basically driving me nuts and I was very happy to have my pixie cut (more or less, anyway) back with just the right amount of bangs. I always enjoy talking to my hairdresser and chatting about our lives, she’s really sweet and is definitely like, invested in my law school journey haha like she was like “I feel like we were just in first year!” and I was like yeah me too haha. so that’s always pleasant. She’s pretty expensive as far as haircuts go, but I don’t mind because I like her and I know she’s not going to fuck up my hair, so I’m fine with paying a little more for her. When I was done there I hopped on another bus route that didn’t take me back to where I left on Michigan, but on the other side of the school block, so it was good enough. I wanted to get some starbucks and was looking at stuff on the mobile app because they have a much larger menu on there when it comes to non-coffee options, but all their steamers and the like are pretty heavy calorie wise (because they have the calories listed on the app), but I saw the “pink drink” (I still feel so ridiculous saying that) was only 140 calories for a grande, so I ordered that from the app as I walked up to the store, then stood there for a few minutes before grabbing my drink and walking back to school. I heated up my dinner, more of the chicken pasta leftovers, which I’m trying to think of a better name for as a dish, because the most appropriate one would probably be chicken parmesan pasta, because it’s chicken and pasta in a parmesan sauce, but that invokes the image of fried chicken cutlet with tomato sauce and mozzarella plus pasta, so I can’t use that lol but I don’t really have a better name for it (oh well). I ate that and then went up to class for secured transactions. I have fairly mixed feelings on the class so far. When I do the reading I’m generally pretty lost, but when I actually get to class I find that I can understand what’s going on pretty well, at least a lot better than I could in bus orgs last semester, so that’s an improvement. Our prof is kind of an oddball but I like him, he’s an adjunct who actually is a main prof at one of the other law schools in the city (which is about on par with us rating wise and such). and he wrote the textbook, so you know he knows what he’s talking about. I answered a few questions because I was shaking my head to one thing he asked so he wanted me to elaborate, which I was able to do pretty well. First week he asked how to pronounce my last name, because he was inclined to use the Italian pronunciation which is in fact correct, but isn’t how the Americanized version is pronounced (it mostly turns around a g that’s silent in the Italian), but I said I was fine with him using the Italian, so he does that and it always makes me smile a little. so yeah, it wasn't a half bad class, even if it’s not quite my favorite subject. I ended up on the train home with my one sort-of friend from that class (the one who was always hanging out in the PAD office that most people regard as annoying but I think I’ve built up a tolerance to him at this point) along with another guy from the class who is basically a gunner, he’s pretty cringeworthy, but I try not to judge because I know that’s probably how some people see me when I get super interested in adoption law or child advocacy legal drafting when it’s obvious I care quite a bit about the material, when the others might not be on that level. and plus I try not to be an asshole to people for no reason, or even if I just personally find them to be annoying, so I kept these thoughts to myself. I was debating whether to implement alternative travel methods by transferring to the brown line, but decided not to because it was still like 29 out, and the walk home was fine. Got home, got some food, and decided to watch the new episode of 9-1-1 first. it’s a pretty overdramatic show, and obviously has a lot of unrealistic parts, but it is at least entertaining, so I’m good with it for now. Tonight’s episode main centered around a plane that crashed into the pacific ocean after losing all flight control, and rescuing people from it, and how the captain stayed in the sinking plane to rescue this woman who had her legs pinned even after everyone had been told to get out, and he got her out and back to her little boy and it was very sweet. There’s still this plot going on with the family whose daughter attempted suicide that they now have in this strange plot about basically being held by the department of social services because somehow its her family’s fault and she shouldn’t be allowed home?? I have no idea where these ideas came from because they aren’t from reality, that’s for sure. Sigh. When I finished I decided to go ahead and watch Riverdale being that I don’t have to wake up early tomorrow. Ngl, it was a pretty meh episode. All the stuff with Archie and Veronica’s dad was really just weird, especially with the strange wrestling bent it took. Jughead’s plot is just plain ridiculous at this point, his writing is soooooo inconsistent and now he apparently hates the north side for no conceivable reason, and is suddenly the voice for the south side and the apparently massacred POC in the town like 80 years ago?? Idk, weird. Betty’s family plot tends to be pretty cringeworthy, mostly because her parents are horrible people, so that’s not looking great. Yeah, didn’t really like the episode much. Oh well. After finishing it I started getting ready for bed pretty soon after and here we are. It’s a little past 1 am now and though I don’t have to get up in the morning I would still like to get a good night’s sleep so I will leave it here. Goodnight my dudes. Stay awesome.