Thursday, 13 October 2016

I'm Back & The Clumsiest Girl Alive

Hi Everyone!

I'm so sorry I haven't posted much this week, rest assured it was for a good reason (or so I think so!). Friday morning I woke up completely full of cold, I was expecting it, as I always catch a cold this time of year, yet it was a little frustrating, especially as I had so much planned over the course of the next few weeks blog wise. Unfortunately, I had to put the blog to the side and focus on my health and my studies. I like to be busy all of the time but when I am ill my body can only really function with one thing for an hour or so without getting tired, and I really didn't want to miss any of my dance course. This means that all of the seasonal blogposts I had planned to share with you next week onwards, including tutorials, have been cancelled in my little blogging world. I may have time to do one or two, but not how I originally planned. I'm sure you, the reader, is absolutely fine with this, but I do feel ever so guilty- I'm sorry, I love halloween! :(

However, I can share with you right now what I consider as one of the funniest but equally worst moments of my life, and it took place on Sunday. Halfway through my shift at work around 2pm I started to fancy a milkshake, and I thought to myself, 'If I get out of work quickly I'll have time to go to the bank and get a something before catching the bus.' By the end of my shift rolling around I had gone off the idea, until, I walked past Starbucks. With almost no queue I took the opportunity to get my Coffee Cream Frappachino, and even had enough change on me to go large. It was a good moment.

No sooner had I took one sip of my frap (is that even a word??) I took my phone out of my bag to ring my Mum to say I was heading towards the bus, (it was due in around 10 minutes for reference) and BAM, I feel this huge amount of weight pushing against me and on my shoulder. I hear and noise and suddenly I am covered in milk. I had walked into the wall and my frappachino had gone everywhere, and I mean everywhere. I didn't realise what had happened until a group of girls had gasped and were just staring at me. Of course, my immediate reaction was to laugh hysterically and declare that what had just happened was a visual representation of my life. I don't know what was funnier, the fact that I had managed to get the whole of the drink up the wall and form a puddle around me or how the lid that contained the whipped cream and caramel drizzle had stayed intact on my boob before falling to the floor. The ending of this story was really really lovely and I ran back into Starbucks declaring to all the staff that I made a mess outside and that I was the clumsiest girl alive whilst coherently apologising my stupidity. They made me another drink (which I said they didn't need to do and they insisted!) whilst I zipped up my leather jacket to hide my whipped cream and caramel coffee shame. When I was leaving Starbucks a security guard and cleaner were stood outside sorting the scene out, and they were like 'careful my love someone spilt a drink' and my instant reaction was 'It was me, I'm so sorry, I'm such an idiot' to which they responded, 'Nah, average day really.'

My whole journey home was me trying to stop myself from laughing in public about what had happened. I have many stories on a similar level to this about my 'blonde' moments and stupidity/clumsiness levels. But this one really took the biscuit, or in my case, the frappachino.

The only fortunate thing about this was my phone didn't get damaged (again, it had only come out of repair the day before!!!!)

Beki x

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