I recently stepped out with a few of my girls for brunch and my friend
Em brought up a good point. Us blogger girls were discussing hashtag just bloggie thangs (you betcha I'm making that a thing!) when Em pointed out that a good amount of bloggers kinda sorta say the same things when it comes to typing up posts about themselves: "I'm obsessed with netflix!" "I love to workout!" etc. etc. etc...Instead of just naming a few cliches why not let readers in on our quirks? Ya catch my drift?
If you know me, you know just how big of a klutz/dweeb I really am. Don't be fooled by my merry insta account. It's not always sunshine, smiles and chic outings! Okay so, similar to
Em's post I'm gonna give you a little glimpse at what REALLY goes on in the life of Steph on a day to day basis!
MANIC MONDAY: I woke up bright and early feelin' good, ready for another day of classes. I hopped off the shuttle that takes me from the hotel I'm living in to campus and made my way to my 8:30 a.m. writing class. Only when I walked in, it wasn't my class. I stumbled into the middle of a spanish class (awk) that just so happens to be in the same room as my writing class usually is. Confused, I checked my email wondering if my professor canceled class but there was no email. In a tizzy, I ran into the class registration office to figure out what happened to my class. There were a few people trying to help me but finally one woman found my schedule online said "Umm...your writing class is on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays..." and then BAM it hit me like a truck. I realized then and there it was TUESDAY and in fact NOT Monday because Monday was Labor day! Tomato red and uber embarrassed I quickly apologized to everyone for all the trouble and scadaddled out the door. Nothing worse than forgetting what day it is!
EVIL ELEVATOR: Coming back to my hotel after a long day of class, I was determined to get on an elevator as quick as possible. As I walked into the building I noticed an elevator door starting to close so I bolted and stuck my arm out thinking the elevator doors would sense it and open up again. Boy was I mistaken. The old elevator doors closed on my arm and I started panicking and so did the group of boys about the same age as me that were inside the elevator. I was screaming, they were screaming and finally one of them pulled the doors open and said "That was close I was so scared." Once again I was red in the face totally mortified. Remind me to never go near a closing elevator every again.
PACKAGE PROBS: My birthday is tomorrow, so my family ordered my fave cupcakes all the way from NYC and had them shipped to me in Tampa as a surprise. I picked up the package but I was already running late for class so I had to carry the package with me. I kept telling myself not to drop the package but what do I end up doing? Dropping the package in my math class. Thankfully they were in little plastic containers so only half ended up smooshed in their plastic on the floor of my class. Did I get weird looks? Absolutely. Did I still eat these cupcakes? HECK YES! They may have been squished but they were still clean thanks to the container they were in! Thank goodness for no cupcake stains on the classroom carpets.
I could go on and on blabbing about my series of unfortunate events but I think y'all get the point. Don't worry I'm totally laughing it all off now!
Xo Steph
