There are things I don’t share with the internet – actually, there are a lot of things I don’t share with the internet. Sure, I’ve talked about recent struggles, terrible jobs, and lots of makeup. So it may come to a total and complete shock to you when I say that for the most part, I try not to divulge suuuuper personal things online.
I don’t want to be superficial, and I am real with you guys, but I have family members reading and I know current/future employers will be checking in on me (my profession is digital marketing, I know how our minds work).
But today we’re breaking that down. Are you ready for some stories you’ve never heard about me? Thing one: I hate the term “selfie” and how I can no longer document cute outfit days for fear of being a “girl who takes selfies.”
I broke a backboard
I always tend to lead off with this one, but it really should be a closer. I was in the indoor color guard when I was in middle and high school. This was during the marching band off season, so we practiced (as indicated by the name) inside. In a gym. Where someone didn’t raise the hoops before we started.
I was attempting a saber toss and instead of coming down neatly into my hands, it arced, hit the plexiglass, and shattered it. I should remove the “wanna-be” because I am a badass just from that.
I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was little
Maybe you did know this one. I’ve wanted to be a writer for ages. If I could sit in a little coffee shop and write all day, I would. I sound like a loner, don’t I? I promise, I like people…sometimes.
I took a journaling class at a community college with my mom when I was younger. The instructor was skeptical about having me in the class, but my mom insisted. It’s a good thing she did.
There is seriously nothing better than creating something beautiful with my words. If I could write something that moves people to comment and share their thoughts on it, that’s fantastic. If I can make a difference for businesses with my words, that’s powerful stuff. Words are organic and spontaneous – they can hurt or help on a very deep level that something physical simply cannot do. I love words.
I was an intern for Yelp in Pittsburgh
If you followed SyntaxxErrorrr on Twitter, you probably knew this one, too. Man, I need to revisit what “unknown” means.
It was a fantastic opportunity and it pained me to leave when I found a full time job. I worked with an amazing woman, met amazing people, and got to promote amazing small businesses in Pittsburgh (three things that are like professional crack to me).
What I really liked about Yelp is that I got to work from these great local businesses that I was helping to bring awareness to. It was so relaxed which allowed me to do some of my best creative work.
It also was the first time that I really experienced event marketing and it was a blast! I got to collaborate with these great Pittsburgh businesses, pitch ideas, and see them come to life. That my friends, was so cool!
I used to go to Gettysburg every summer
My mom would drag me there for years when I was in school. I say drag because now history is kind of cool and it’s been a while so I wouldn’t mind to see what has changed, but it used to get a little repetitive when it was every summer.
We even went for the 147th anniversary of the Gettysburg Address. We couldn’t make it
My argument of “It’s been here for 150 years, it’ll be here for 150 more, can I be excused this summer please?” didn’t really hold water.
I graduated from college in 3.5 years
And I earned two degrees. I graduated in less time with twice the degrees than most people. When I was a junior and picking my classes, I realized that I could bump my English minor up to a second major and still be done early. At that time I was already on track to graduate in 3.5 years.
Even though I’m proud of my accomplishments, it did mean sacrificing some social time. I did make sure I had plenty of time to relax, but I didn’t go out and spend lots of my time at bars and parties. And I went to one of the biggest party schools in America. Part of my feels like I missed out, but another part of me is okay with how I spent my time (and parent’s money).
I’m pretty dorky – I have a favorite punctuation mark and a second favorite punctuation mark. Depending on the day, it’s either a semi-colon or an ampersand (they switch back and forth). I’m also a total goofball if the moment is right, especially around Jonathan. If you don’t believe me, come see me after I’ve had a beer.