a minor slip up (pun intended).

so i had a grad school interview on monday.

i knew about it for two weeks, and to say i was stressing is an understatement. i mean, this interview determined my future. no big deal, right?
wrong.
HUGE deal.

my biggest worry? what to wear. duh. because naturally these professionals are going to be most concerned about what i'm wearing not what i say. so i planned and prepped. i had the perfect outfit picked out. i laid it all out the night before to be extra prepared. for some reason i had this huge fear that i was going to forget my shoes and/or my slip. so i made sure those were out and ret to go.

then i went to sleep. and had a nightmare about my interview. the first question they asked me in my sleep-interview was what "TEM" stands for. um. no clue. they informed me it stood for the university of communications. UGH. HOW DID I NOT KNOW THAT?? my dream-self berated me for my stupidity. (fyi, i looked up TEM on google dot com when i woke up (so i would be prepared if/when they asked that to me because my dreams are so inspiring). obvi it doesn't stand for university of communications. in fact, it stands for some middle eastern country or something like that. they did not ask me this question in my interview (shocker, i know) but anyways...)

i woke up. laid i bed. you don't care. blahblahblah.
grabbed all my necessities and headed out the door. 2 hour drive to tucson. drivedrivedrive. oh wait, we're 20 minutes away from the school and all of a sudden it hits me. you, IDIOT, you forgot your slip. i brushed the worry aside because how could i forget one of the things i knew i was going to forget?? i couldn't. because i was prepared.
except i wasn't. i looked in the back seat for my outfit (i couldn't drive in it and get it all wrinkled, silly. presentation is everything). NO SLIP. CRAP. now the interviewers are going to be able to see through my clothes and they'll think i'm a slut and tell me to get away from their university because they don't accept such revealing people. this is the thought that ran through my mind. among others...

thank the heavens there was a kohl's nearby. (fyi, wal mart does not sell slips. went there first.) so i took a minor detour prior to my interview. and good thing i did. because they loved me! and probs that had everything to do with my outfit not being see-through. i can't really think of any other reason why they would have thought i was amazing enough to accept. yes, ACCEPT. as in, ACCEPTED to grad school.


i'm brilliant. shh...