COPY POSITIONING ….

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more where this comes from…

Really coca cola? No, I am not on coke! I don’t do drugs…

I know I can’t be the only one who thinks this is the worst positioning of copy from a huge corporation…

Then again…it was on 95 North heading into NE Philly… So maybe there was some strategy behind this …

WHAT I KNOW NOW … NOKIA & SMW

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RECEIVED THE BEST NEWS EVER TODAY!

I was selected as a recipient of a Scholarship Program in partnership with Nokia that will provide complimentary Campus Passes to attend Social Media Week in NYC. This program targeted startups, small businesses, non-profits & students.

What I Know Now: If you aren’t going to take risks and reach out, what makes you think you’re going to stand out?

What I Know Now…#SocialMedia

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Everybody has Something They Know Now….

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So put the iPhone or iPad away…

(#Apple has the best shit & I recently read a study that said people who use the #iPhone are viewed as more attractive 💁)

…go out,

meet some new people,

and learn some shit!

If you happen to remember your Saturday evening….

Psh, some of you are probably probably posting a “#selfie” of you and your #bestie or #bro right this second

SHARE WITH US!

WHAT HAPPENED

#FRIDAYNIGHT

AND

#SATURDAYNIGHT ??!!

I’m sure some of you have some wild stories & I know I want to hear them!

Share with us on @WhatIKnowNoww for Instagram and Twitter OR just click the button at the top of my page to take you there!

Remember you can always submit your own story at WhatIKnowNoww@gmail.com
If you think it is worthy of my time… (I’m taking 16 credits right now & involved with five million different things that I should’ve said no about in the first place. I work on limited time 24/7 & I don’t like to waste it. I don’t think that’s rude — it’s honest! I’m a busy fucking person) if there’s a problem with that….

“Middle finger to my haters, tell emmmm shut up, so if ya feel us lemme hear you say wuddddupppppp”

I will be following back, retweeting, & if yours is the best story I will be choosing a submission as a featured guest post for later on this week

So what did you know now

that you didn’t before this weekend?

I have a few things to share with all of you & we have a lot of catching up to do, but I’ll save that for later…believe me you don’t want to miss this one!

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Get creative,

Get it submitting!

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What I Know Now About the College Application Process…

What you should know about the college application process! I’ve been through this too many times to count over the past few years & this post shares some great tips!

I may add though: set all your personal social media to private. Admissions doesn’t need to know about the two wine coolers you chugged last weekend that got you “soooooooo wastedddddd.”

Just….don’t.

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Hello fellow high schoolers, middle schoolers and late bloomers alike,

I’m here with a new series for y’all called: College Confusion Clarified (As you may have notice)

I’m here to help you, help yourself through the most confusing time ever. Whether you are in the time crunch of getting those app’s in by January (which is right around the corner so message me with any immediate help! info will be at the end!) or you still have some time, this series is for you!

Not to toot my own horn,  but I’m 4 for 4 in the application process! I’ve been accepted into Le Moyne, Saint Joseph’s, Fairfield and Mercyhurst, all with scholarships! *END BRAG SHESH*

This first post is going to be about the essay. The dreaded common app essay.

If you can, you will want to get it done as early as possible. But if you are…

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What I Know Now…Vroom Vroom…Boom Boom.

Ok, so being that it is midterms week, I haven’t really had a “What I Know Now…” moment other than I wish I knew last week that I should go into hibernation and get as much sleep as possible or else this is what you’ll end up looking like at the end of exam week…

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…I swear I don’t smoke crack (but I’m obviously loosing my mind for sharing this picture with all of you)! My eyes are as red as the devils dick, because I haven’t slept in 48 hours due to the massive amount of studying that HAD to be done. I had THREE exams in ONE day all within FOUR hours of each other. Slow. Fucking. Torture.

ANYWAY…

With this allllllllll being said, I pondered my beautiful little brain and thought to myself, “What’s one really rediculous thing that you wish you knew then that you know now” and then it hit me…just like my car hit the dust…or is it bit the dust? Whatever. Either way…

It was 2008 I had just gotten into a pretty nasty car accident in my VERY FIRST CAR. Ugh. It was totally upsetting and I felt like I had lost my first born, but my father (who is a damn saint) made sure his princess had something to drive around in.

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Now, now, now, don’t make fun. This was back in 2008 and this was still a pretty decent car. I drove all over the place in this bad boy and I *sniff, sniff* don’t want to get emotional so lets just get on with the story…

I had a friend who lived up in North Philadelphia and he would  throw insane parties & a lot of legal shit went on. LIke duh, this was NORTH PHILLY HELLO. Yet, it was always a crazy ass time. So, one night we find out my friend is throwing one of his famous parties and I promised to drive down with my good friend Theresa if we could stay the night. (No, I wasn’t sleeping with him. Ew! I’m just not going to get wasted and drive duh…). The plans work out and everything is set…

or so I thought…

Theresa meets me at my house later that night we get all slutified up

(I mean lets be honest, we were eighteen…EVERY GIRL DOES THIS)

We get ready to leave…half dressed of course, hop in my car, and this weird light comes on….

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Now, I should make a disclaimer here: I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT CARS…just like the 99% of other eighteen year old girls. My dad would take my car to get it registered, tires, inspected, oil, gas…basically everything, so I didn’t really think twice about the light.

I just figured that the Genie from Aladdin was coming to the party with us that night.

The Genie might be a good time..who knows?

I’m sure we had some ridiculous hardcore mainstream rap music blaring from my car as we flew down route 42. I start heading towards the Ben Franklin Bridge and my car starts making weird noises. I figured Genie was coming alive! It was a hilarious joke to me that my car was making noises…this was obviously before I realized that when you car is making noises like that your about to be

 $ ONE BROKE BITCH $

We pull up the toll and I begin to accelerate. As I accelerate I can see that my speedometer that tracks my gears shifting (I have no idea if there is an actual name for that part of a car, but again, I know nothing about cars) is going totally crazy. All the sudden….

POP

BOOM

BOOM

BOOOOOOOOM

Smoke was going up trailing behind me….I’m screaming like I’m being chased by a mass murder! Thank baby Jesus for the laws of motion, because I was just enough over the bridge that we just glided the rest of the way down where I somehow got us off at the first exit.

We sit. In silence. I scream…“WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK.” I really wasn’t pissed about my car. I was more or so pissed that I was missing a great party with a ton of cute guys and free drinks. Remember, I was selfish…I was eighteen.  Then again, if this was today I would still probably be pissed, but I’d be pissed about the party AND the car. Remember, I’m still sort’ve selfish, I’m twenty-three.

Immediately, we start thinking of how we are going to get my car back to life or who is going to pick us up to take us the party. THIS IS WHERE SHIT GETS WEIRD. Theresa has an older sister, MIchelle, who we believed would pick us up without telling our parents where we were or what happened to my car. She grabs her phone and apparently dials her number, but we soon find out she accidentally calls our friend Stef. …”M” and “S” are obviously in completely polar opposite  sections of the phonebook, so I’m not quite sure how Theresa managed to do that, but being the damsels in distress that we were, Theresa quickly tells Stef about what happen to us and conversation went something like this…

Theresa: “OH MA GAWD STEF! You’re like never going to understand what happened to us..”

Now I should tell you that Theresa and I grew up together and we were always getting into ridiculous and hilarious situations. This time it was pretty ridiculous, but not so hilarious.

“We’re in Taylor’s car and it like totally broke down on the Ben Franklin Bridge and we pulled off at the first exit and —-“

*Stef’s rambling…*

“OH MA GAWDD SHUT UP! SHUT UP! ARE YOU SERIOUS!?”

Being that the phone was not on speaker and I only hear the one side of the phone, (Theresa’s side), I start freaking the fuck out. Obviously what happened was that somebody planted a Genie bomb in my car to make it blow up and Stef knew about it and didn’t tell us. I imagined it would’ve looked something like this under my hood:

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The only thing that kept me from thinking it wasn’t a Genie bomb was that I didn’t hear Robin Williams voice or see a magic carpet ready to save me and bring me to the party. Shit! I would’ve been a pretty     hot Jasmine…blonde hair, blue eyes…Really I wouldn’t look anything like Jasmine,

but bitches love carpet rides. 

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Even Aladdin knows whats up … 

Oh right…there’s like supposed to be a point to this story. So FINALLY Theresa gets off the phone with Stef and she bursts out that Stef is on her way over the bridge and “HOW CRAZY NUTS IS THAT…BECAUSE WE’RE LIKE SITTING HERE…AND I ACCIDENTALLY CALLED HER…AND OH MY GOD LIKE HERE SHE IS RIGHT FFFINGGG NOW!”  

Obviously I didn’t share the same enthusiasm as Theresa over Stef showing up. I really didn’t care. Stef wasn’t going to fix my car. She was going to take us to the party. This was my dilemma: Go to the party and leave my car here OR figure out how to fix my car and then go to the party.

Stef drives up right next to my broken down batmobile and I plead her to take me to the gas station. I had figured out that the little “Genie Light” means your car is out of/running low on oil and being that my car basically exploded..I figured it was OUT of oil. How hard could putting oil into your car be?              I saw Megan Fox do it in a movie once.

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Well OBVIOUSLY Megan Fox is slammin’ hot

AND a DAMN GENIUS.

Putting anything in your car is hard, but when you open up the hood of your car theres close to five million things that can probably kill you if your not careful…so, its not easy as little miss thing up there makes it look.

So touche Megan Fox, touche. 

I could tell that Stef was going to leave us and being that it was December and I couldn’t turn my car on, I decided to submit to my last resort. I called AAA. I don’t necessarily hate AAA, but every time I call them my night ends up ruined, mostly because they take close to TWENTY YEARS to get to your location. So naturally we wait, and wait, and wait, and wait, and wait. Finally…. this poor unfortunate soul shows up and takes a look at my poor-blown-up-genie-out-of-the-lamp-car and announces that it’s basically dead. I shed a tear, or two….but no more than two. I was kind of over this car by this point anyway  (Remember, I’m eighteen and selfish).

The AAA driver loads my car onto his truck and asks us if we need a ride home. Unfortunately, I had to grab a ride with what appeared to be an ex-con AAA driver, because Stef left us to go to the party…I would’ve too (there was free beer remember?), so I can’t be too harsh about it. My mother always told me not to get into a car with strangers, but obviously I had no choice. I began my journey on the most awkward ride home in my life. Finally we show up on my street and I ask the driver to drop my car off across the street…

GOD FORBID MY FATHER FINDS OUT ITS BROKEN

BEFORE I TELL HIM. 

I honestly don’t remember the story that I told my dad, but I’m sure I made up something ridiculous  about how somebody blew up my car with a bomb. That probably was the actual story. My father is going to read this and he’ll probably call me and tell me that he knew the whole time…even though he didn’t. He thinks he’s an FBI agent or something. 

So, What do I wish I knew then that I know now…

I wish I knew…

to tell my dad the first time I ever saw that light turn on. The also goes for brakes and transmission, but thats another story. I didn’t mention this, but the light had been on prior to this sad day for about two weeks. Ok, now my dad is really going to kill me when he reads this. 

I wish I knew…

that you shouldn’t drive if your drinking even if you have a place to stay. THIS IS A GIRL CODE! If you have friends, somebody will come pick you up. Having a car at a party means you either can’t drink and have a great time or you have to worry about the responsibilities that come along with that car even if your not driving (ex: getting your car towed or making sure it doesn’t blow up).

I wish I knew…

not to picture Megan Fox as I’m putting oil in my car, because you’ll try to whip your hair back trying to mimic being all sexy like her and you’ll get your hair in oil.

OIL DOES NOT COME OUT OF YOUR HAIR EASILY PEOPLE

AND THE SHAMPOO I USE IS NOT CHEAP!

I wish I knew…

that this would be a memory I would talk about for the next few years and laugh hysterically over. Sometimes you’re so caught up in life’s little road blocks it sends you that you forget to look around and just laugh at the hand you’ve been dealt. I had so many things to crack up about this night and instead I had my bitch face on the whole night just because I was going to miss party. There would be tons of other parties, but not another time that my car blew up on the bridge. Sometimes you just have to stop taking life so seriously because….

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What I Know Now…First Week of October Edition

So the first week of October has already made me wish I knew then that I know now …

This was a pretty exciting week. I learned a lot and experienced a lot. I also updated more of my blog so make sure to click around and check out what I’ve added! Make sure to follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram for more updates! 

I would know … to ALWAYS bring your business cards, because you never know who you are going to meet!

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I just worked with what I had…my mouth.

I would know … astronomy is not just looking at the stars.

Unfortunately, there is actually math involved in looking for these stars.

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…Hence, all those numbers in the left hand corner. Thank God for the Google Star Map. If you haven’t invested in it yet, I highly recommend you do, unless of course you have no interest in looking at stars. In that case I recommend investing in CandyCrush.

I would know … not to enjoy an alcoholic beverage….

right before you go on a roller coaster

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Who thought it would be a great idea to serve people alcohol in a theme park?

On another note though, roller coasters at night are ten times more scary than during the day time.

….Especially when you’re already terrified of them in plain daylight.

I would know…. that the best remedy for anxiety is to stop worrying.

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Set everything aside. Go out and enjoy yourself. It’s actually refreshing. 

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I would know…to take a look at my calendar

before I get involved with things.

Or else your next week will look like this …

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The “dots” show that I have one day off.

And this was the email I just got while writing this …

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So, of course I said yes. I know, I know, but what was I supposed to say?!

What if they happened to come across this blog and saw I was available on Tuesday!

I guess my whole week has “dots” on my calendar now….

I would know … football isn’t the equivalent of a slow death. 

Especially when you get a free coffee from Dunkin’ when your team wins

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And for the record, I don’t HATE football. It just so happens that my two favorite shows also air Sunday nights.

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… I know, I know. They are shows with absolutely no substance. They are what is wrong with America.

Oh, but they are such a guilty pleasure. Once you start watching you can’t stop!

Last, but not least.

I would know…even though my parents are really busy and sometimes I feel like they don’t want to be bothered with the little things I stress over, they are always the first ones to show their support for me.

My father was the first one to go on the WhatIKnowNow Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram pages and “like” them.

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My mother went out of her way this week for me to grab things I needed for an upcoming event. She knew I was going to be super busy this week and wanted to show her support for my hard-work and dedication for my organization at school. She purchased spirit items and made sure it was exactly what I needed, so that I didn’t have any added stress on myself this week.

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I know now … (even though I’ve previously realized this many times) I have two of the best parents out there.

For that I am thankful,

I am now smarter than I was last week by gaining all these new pieces of knowledge.