The Brilliant Things I Do

Well I have done so many brilliant things while I've been living on my own, it's hard to know where to begin. But I think I will start with the first day I got here and I needed to put up my shelf and a towel rack.. After searching my new house I realized that we did not have an electric screw driver, all we had was a hammer. Unfortunately all I had to put up my shelves were screws. But I decided it was no matter, I would simply hammer the screws into the wall. I did receive warning that this was a foolish idea and it would not work. But when I had nailed about a million screws in the wall ( I had to nail a whole bunch because I didn't measure the shelf, I would just guess how far apart and hammer a nail in, so you can see how I went through a lot of screws) I finally had hung all my shelves on the wall and I was so proud of myself and I had a smug smile on my face. And I continued to feel proud of myself until this week my shelves, and everything on them came tumbling down when I accidently slammed the door. Lesson learned, Do Not Hammer Screws Into The Wall

My second brilliant moment came one night when I decided to make a piece of chicken for breakfast. I thought I would be so fancy and heat up the pan and come olive oil before I put the chicken on. But being the brilliant person I am, I left it on a little too long, so when I put the chicken on, oil splattered everywhere, my chicken burnt immediately, and the house smelled like smoke the rest of the night.

For those of your who don't know, I am on the track team here at Davis. We have specific times in which we can work out in the weight room. For example, Mon, Wed, Fri, from 3-4, the track team is allowed to you the student athlete gym. Well when I first got to Davis, I didn't realize there was specified days and time for different teams. SO when I went to go weight lift on a Tuesday, I didn't know why I was the only girl in there, why everyone was looking at me funny, and why they kept chuckling. It wasn't until I noticed all of their shirts read "UC DAVIS FOOTBALL" I realized, maybe I shouldn't be in there. Finally a guy came up and said "unless you are a very very small football player, I think you have the wrong time"

For those of you who wonder how I got into Davis, reading this might clear up that

Question, obviously I got in through sheer brilliance