We tear people down,
we tear them apart
where did this begin,
where did it all start?
Each day we wake up
in our nice warm beds,
no ill thoughts or feelings
run through our heads.
Our little nights rest
has made us renewed;
you can't start the day
in a horrible mood.
Yet somewhere along
our routine-trodden path
something sets us awry,
we can't help but to laugh.
Again the thing comes.
it bothers and boasts;
it won't upset you today,
it cant hurt you, it won't.
Then you hear this and that,
a cold, snide remark,
you can't take anymore
and your whole day goes dark.
You shrug it off
and go on your way
in a grumpy mood
for the rest of the day.
Then you begin,
you and all your vexation,
you start to chide
at some kid's reputation.
Throwing harsh words around,
saying they don't mean a thing
but when you heard them minutes ago
only sobs could you sing.
We pass on the hate
and the hurt and the pain.
It isn't for us,
pass it on, play the game.
Just remember the baggage
you carry and wear
and how you never know
what another must bear.
Keep your cold hearted comments
and your words to cause pain,
just tear them apart
and throw them away
Spread a smile instead
a warm glow of light
let everyone know
today will be alright
And your smile will spread
around the world it will go
and if you stay positive
your neighbor's smile will grow
Someday you will find
with a smile so strong,
nothing can tear you down,
nothing will go wrong.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Thursday, October 24, 2013
The Truest Sentence You Know
"All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence you know." -Ernest Hemmingway
Each day is a new day. Begin it with a yawn, a smile, and a thank you for the chance to be given this day. Be a morning person. Smile at everyone you see. Today is YOUR day. Do not compare it to anyone else's. You may encounter strife, setbacks, and struggles. So not complain about them and do not let them get you down; there is so much more to smile about. Find something (or someone) to love. Love them with all your heart, all your soul, and all your strength. "Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." Find a passion, share a dream. Laugh. Be silly or goofy or weird or quirky. Be young. Be intelligent. Think before you speak and then do not regret what you say. Never apologize when you are not ready to, or if you are not in the wrong. Make mistakes, it shows you are trying, it makes you who you are. Take one moment a day to cry - but only for something you care so deeply about that it would hurt more not to cry. Do not push your problems or hurt onto others. Remember that everyone has baggage. Do not assume. Live today as if it were your last. Be able to light up a room with your mood, your personality, and your smile. Write, read, love, smile, laugh, dream, sing, pray. When the day is gone and done, crawl into bed, completely exhausted because you gave every part of your soul to today. Think a thought, dream a dream, close your eyes, and smile yourself to sleep.
Each day is a new day. Begin it with a yawn, a smile, and a thank you for the chance to be given this day. Be a morning person. Smile at everyone you see. Today is YOUR day. Do not compare it to anyone else's. You may encounter strife, setbacks, and struggles. So not complain about them and do not let them get you down; there is so much more to smile about. Find something (or someone) to love. Love them with all your heart, all your soul, and all your strength. "Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." Find a passion, share a dream. Laugh. Be silly or goofy or weird or quirky. Be young. Be intelligent. Think before you speak and then do not regret what you say. Never apologize when you are not ready to, or if you are not in the wrong. Make mistakes, it shows you are trying, it makes you who you are. Take one moment a day to cry - but only for something you care so deeply about that it would hurt more not to cry. Do not push your problems or hurt onto others. Remember that everyone has baggage. Do not assume. Live today as if it were your last. Be able to light up a room with your mood, your personality, and your smile. Write, read, love, smile, laugh, dream, sing, pray. When the day is gone and done, crawl into bed, completely exhausted because you gave every part of your soul to today. Think a thought, dream a dream, close your eyes, and smile yourself to sleep.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Success
“Strength doesn't come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength.”
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Smiles
Why must we, and by we I mean me...I'm working on it though, always bring others around us down? Why do we have to make it Paige: Pity Party of 8 rather than just Paige: Party of 1. Emphasis on the PARTY! Most people I know are very obvious about their bad days. They slump, the slouch, they complain, they sigh and moan and on and on till one cannot ignore it any longer. Then comes the sob story, then two people are left in yucky, grumpy moods. Or they throw their yuck attitude onto everyone else. Just because I'm having a bad day doesn't mean I have the right to ruin everyone else's. If someone is having a bad day and they need to talk it out, go for it! I'm all for that, but pushing a mopey attitude onto someone else just isn't fair. I know that sometimes I have trouble with this and I am working on it. It's written on my mirror so I see it every day when I wake up and every night before I go to sleep. It's a nice reminder that I'm not the only one here. Everyone has their bad days here and there, but remember, keep it positive :) Smile darn ya, Smile!
Summertime Sadness
As I am starting to begin life on my own, I have come to realize that I have absolutely NO plan whatsoever. I don't know who I am. I don't know what I want to be. I don't know where I want to go. I am lost in a sea of desperation, the waves crashing over my head, suffocating me, blocking out all forms of light.
I am in total darkness.
Where do I go, where do I turn?
Where do I even begin?!
Find yourself.
Finding myself.
How does one even go about finding herself?
Play hide and seek? No.
Here is what i like:
-food (chicken and chocolate mostly)
-sparkles
-polka dots
-cats
-fuzzy and/or soft things
-boys
-a good book
-Princess Bride
-my wonderful sister (she made me say this...but I'll admit, I do like her a little :p)
-crafts
-smiles
-making people happy
-cupcakes
-baking
-clothes
-school (i like school a lot...)
-soccer. I love soccer.
-music
-sports
-quotes
-kids
-a good cry
-good movies
-storms
-cuddling
-my Bible
Here is what I don't like:
-vegetables
-especially green ones
-stupid ends to movies *cough* 500 Days of Summer *cough*
-unhappy people
-grumpy/rude people
-when people are standing right there and don't hold the door open for the little old lady behind them
-arguments
-periods
-words i can't spell
-sketchy people
Now where do I go from here? Am I passionate about anything? As horrible as it sounds...not really. If I could do anything with my life (no restrictions on time, money, or talent) here's what i would do.
1. Grow up (or not) and get married, start a family of my own. Raise my awesome children (2 boys and a girl) and give my family the world. Once my own children I have birthed are all grown up I want to adopt foster children (especially high school, I've heard that that's when it's the hardest) and raise them and help them get into college and be their awesome mom and be there for them and do something for these kids that had nothing.
2. Go to school. Forever. I love school. And learning, I could learn for forever. I'm such an inquisitive person, always asking questions, always. Sometimes just for the purpose of conversation, mostly because I'm intrigued, or confused, or I want to know more. Everything is just so interesting, I want to know it all.
So now what?
Who am I?
I'M JEAN VAL JEAN!!!!!!!!
lol Les Mis reference :) i hope someone in the world appreciated that.
But in all seriousness.
How does one even begin to find out ANY of this?
Personality quizzes online? Tried that...noooope.
Every online quiz I have taken just says, oh, you like cats, awesome, be an old cat lady.
I WANT TO GO SOMEWHERE.
I WANT TO DO SOMETHING.
I WANT TO IMPACT SOMEONE'S LIFE.
The moon is the answer, the stars are my guide, but the night sky is covered with clouds tonight.
I am in total darkness.
Where do I go, where do I turn?
Where do I even begin?!
Find yourself.
Finding myself.
How does one even go about finding herself?
Play hide and seek? No.
Here is what i like:
-food (chicken and chocolate mostly)
-sparkles
-polka dots
-cats
-fuzzy and/or soft things
-boys
-a good book
-Princess Bride
-my wonderful sister (she made me say this...but I'll admit, I do like her a little :p)
-crafts
-smiles
-making people happy
-cupcakes
-baking
-clothes
-school (i like school a lot...)
-soccer. I love soccer.
-music
-sports
-quotes
-kids
-a good cry
-good movies
-storms
-cuddling
-my Bible
Here is what I don't like:
-vegetables
-especially green ones
-stupid ends to movies *cough* 500 Days of Summer *cough*
-unhappy people
-grumpy/rude people
-when people are standing right there and don't hold the door open for the little old lady behind them
-arguments
-periods
-words i can't spell
-sketchy people
Now where do I go from here? Am I passionate about anything? As horrible as it sounds...not really. If I could do anything with my life (no restrictions on time, money, or talent) here's what i would do.
1. Grow up (or not) and get married, start a family of my own. Raise my awesome children (2 boys and a girl) and give my family the world. Once my own children I have birthed are all grown up I want to adopt foster children (especially high school, I've heard that that's when it's the hardest) and raise them and help them get into college and be their awesome mom and be there for them and do something for these kids that had nothing.
2. Go to school. Forever. I love school. And learning, I could learn for forever. I'm such an inquisitive person, always asking questions, always. Sometimes just for the purpose of conversation, mostly because I'm intrigued, or confused, or I want to know more. Everything is just so interesting, I want to know it all.
So now what?
Who am I?
I'M JEAN VAL JEAN!!!!!!!!
lol Les Mis reference :) i hope someone in the world appreciated that.
But in all seriousness.
How does one even begin to find out ANY of this?
Personality quizzes online? Tried that...noooope.
Every online quiz I have taken just says, oh, you like cats, awesome, be an old cat lady.
I WANT TO GO SOMEWHERE.
I WANT TO DO SOMETHING.
I WANT TO IMPACT SOMEONE'S LIFE.
The moon is the answer, the stars are my guide, but the night sky is covered with clouds tonight.
Monday, July 22, 2013
Lights, Camera, Action
And the drama begins. Throughout life, we live on the drama. We thrive on it; it is the bane of our existence. Where would we be if it weren't for the drama? Students are a prime example of this. Never, or rarely I should say, do students take the initiative to actually do their homework in a timely fashion. When it comes to online homework, deadline: 11:59 pm, students wait till 11 or even 11:30 to start. Oh you have to have a critical analysis over a whole book? So "I'll" probably start the book at around 9 pm the day before it'd due..... right, cause that makes a whole lot of sense. "I work best under pressure." That age old line is a load of B.S. We don't work better under pressure, we just love the drama of not knowing whether we're going to make it by the deadline or not. We love the stories we can tell because we were up all night writing this paper that was assigned a month ago.
How about gossip? Where is the fun in that? Please let me know, because I cannot for the life of me figure it out. Who is gossip fun for? Definitely not the person being talked about, I know that for a fact, as I'm sure every girl on the planet does. And it's not fun for whoever has to put up with it either. People always seem to gossip about someone to the gossipee's friends. WHY. who does that even make sense to? You know they're just going to run over and tell Sarah or Jane or Kylie or whoever it might be. But why do we go tell Sarah or Jane or Kylie what Suzie Q. said???? We want the drama, we want to see the anger, the humiliation, the sorrow. We want to hear how Kylie hates Suzie because she stole her boyfriend and made out with every guy on the baseball team, we want to hear the evil secrets in return.
Every single day, i envision and create these new dramas in my head. They are my paranoid nightmares that I think will somehow, some way, come true, no matter how unrealistic they are. I see myself being taken, I see friendships being ruined, people thinking or talking bad about me when I'm trying to help. I see relationships breaking, I worry that what I am doing isn't good enough or that I am not good enough for people who have chosen to be a part of my life. They are there for a reason, yet I can't help but to expect that one day everyone will pick up and leave; I will be alone, with no support. These dramatics overtake my life.
Yes, there's the bad drama, but there is also good. Drama for entertainment. Real drama, not the made up/half real lives of stereotypical housewifes in some major city or amish children breakin out against their beliefs. We go to movies, we read books, for the drama too, for the adventure. To see superman smash through a brick wall and save the damsel in distress, to see the poor, disadvantaged young woman beat the odds and become a successful business woman, wife, whatever she aspires to be. We see inspirational drama. We live in the drama. Every day, actors all over the country and world pour their souls into this life of drama. They do it to inspire, to create, to show their passion, to feel, to love, to share a wonderful creation or story.
The drama of our lives controls us. It leads every decision we make. What will people think if I do this or that. Will I be able to pay that bill on time? Maybe I'll get fired for this but hey, i like to live on the edge. I guess, to an extent, drama can be good. It can inspire us and push us to be better, so long as we harness this good drama and remove the negative. Curtain up! It's time to get this show on the road!
How about gossip? Where is the fun in that? Please let me know, because I cannot for the life of me figure it out. Who is gossip fun for? Definitely not the person being talked about, I know that for a fact, as I'm sure every girl on the planet does. And it's not fun for whoever has to put up with it either. People always seem to gossip about someone to the gossipee's friends. WHY. who does that even make sense to? You know they're just going to run over and tell Sarah or Jane or Kylie or whoever it might be. But why do we go tell Sarah or Jane or Kylie what Suzie Q. said???? We want the drama, we want to see the anger, the humiliation, the sorrow. We want to hear how Kylie hates Suzie because she stole her boyfriend and made out with every guy on the baseball team, we want to hear the evil secrets in return.
Every single day, i envision and create these new dramas in my head. They are my paranoid nightmares that I think will somehow, some way, come true, no matter how unrealistic they are. I see myself being taken, I see friendships being ruined, people thinking or talking bad about me when I'm trying to help. I see relationships breaking, I worry that what I am doing isn't good enough or that I am not good enough for people who have chosen to be a part of my life. They are there for a reason, yet I can't help but to expect that one day everyone will pick up and leave; I will be alone, with no support. These dramatics overtake my life.
Yes, there's the bad drama, but there is also good. Drama for entertainment. Real drama, not the made up/half real lives of stereotypical housewifes in some major city or amish children breakin out against their beliefs. We go to movies, we read books, for the drama too, for the adventure. To see superman smash through a brick wall and save the damsel in distress, to see the poor, disadvantaged young woman beat the odds and become a successful business woman, wife, whatever she aspires to be. We see inspirational drama. We live in the drama. Every day, actors all over the country and world pour their souls into this life of drama. They do it to inspire, to create, to show their passion, to feel, to love, to share a wonderful creation or story.
The drama of our lives controls us. It leads every decision we make. What will people think if I do this or that. Will I be able to pay that bill on time? Maybe I'll get fired for this but hey, i like to live on the edge. I guess, to an extent, drama can be good. It can inspire us and push us to be better, so long as we harness this good drama and remove the negative. Curtain up! It's time to get this show on the road!
Thursday, June 27, 2013
To Share or Not to Share, That is the Question
Often in life we come across many opportunities to voice our opinions. In this great country we are privileged enough to have freedom of speech. I wonder if I take full advantage of this right that I am lucky enough to have. Many a time I have been asked, confronted, put in situations where it is certainly appropriate to share my views. On life, on politics, on situational matters, even just the daily chatter of what is happening in our society today. No matter the situation, I hold my tongue. I, for the most part anyway, try to tell people what they want to hear. I don't know what to do about it. Yes, I should speak my mind, but what if doing that causes everyone I'm working with (on a project or something similar) to hate me, to automatically shut me down, to hate me, to mock me, to be rude to me. I'd like to have as little enemies as possible in this life. I don't want some silly little opinion of mine to affect the way someone feels about me before knowing that one opinion. I'm such a people pleaser. I am working so hard and trying to learn how to voice my opinions and how I feel about things while a) sounding intelligent and well-versed and b) not stepping on peoples' toes. Why let something petty ruin a friendship or the like? I'm slowly beginning to understand that no matter what I do, someone, somewhere won't like me, won't agree with me, may even hate me or my ideas, the standards I live by, or even just the friends I have. I feel this come up most commonly around gossip. First, let me just say, you may judge me for gossiping if you can honestly say you never have (so that would be no one). Especially when you're stuck in the middle, friends of two opposing sides. What if you see and understand both sides. What if you just hate conflict. What if you'd rather not gossip about it at all and you hate confrontation? I'm not the type to be able to say "hey, let's just not" without feeling guilty for some bizzaro unknown reason. It also seems so hard to me to understand when it is appropriate to share how I feel, especially if it will cause conflict. This is one of my greatest faults. I am a people pleaser. I am trying so hard to start to stand up not only for myself, but for what I believe in as well. I will try NOT to sit idly by as others lead life for me.
We Live For Each Other and for Alpha Delta Pi
All this week I get to represent Theta Xi one of the newest collegiate chapters of Alpha Delta Pi at our International Grand Convention. The event is held every other summer; this year, the beautiful city of Dallas, Tx is hosting! I am beyond excited and honored to be here with three of my other wonderful sisters. I am so fortunate to have been blessed with this wonderful opportunity. Last night my sister Brighton and I got to sing in front of the entire grand convention body including members of Grand Council to begin this week's celebrations. So far I have gotten to meet some truly amazing women, learned how to rope (just a teeny bit), and share some already amazing experiences with my Theta Xi sisters (and yesterday was only day one!!!) I am so proud of my sisters of Theta Xi; we have all worked so hard to come so far in such a short amount of time and I feel so blessed to call them mine (clever because Brighton sang an AMAZING rendition of Martina McBride's "I Just Call You Mine" last night). Abbey got to celebrate the first day of her double dose birthdays and won a door prize! (and won a really cute purse! maybe I'm a little jealous) Kalisa got to escort to dinner one of the most extraordinary women I have ever been privileged to meet, Mrs. Linda Welch Ablard. Theta Xi has really made a presence here at Grand Convention and makes me SO excited to see what we are capable in the years to come.
This morning starts a new day filled with many new friendships to make and adventures to have. Abbey's birthday: round 2 coming up! Abbey and I are both carrying flags in the processional for dormant chapters and Kalisa will be proudly carrying Theta Xi's flag! How exciting! Today starts a whole new day filled with friends, fun, business meetings, lunches, dinners, songs, and beautiful sisters. I am so blessed to have been given the opportunity to come to this wonderful event. I want to say thank you to our 2012-2013 leadership consultants: Ashley, for truly introducing me to the wonderful world of Alpha Delta Pi, Mary, for being the most amazing, uplifting, inspiring women I have ever met. I am so beyond thankful for her friendship and sisterhood, and all of the other wonderful leadership consultants I have gotten to meet on this amazing journey. I'd also like to thank the members of Grand Council, and Anne, for asking me to sing at this momentous occasion. Last night truly blew me away. My heart nor my head can express the awe, amazement, and gratitude I feel today. I am so incredibly blessed to be here. We Live For Each Other and for Alpha Delta Pi.
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| Post singing at convention! SO EXCITED!! |
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| Brighton and I throwing up diamonds! |
This morning starts a new day filled with many new friendships to make and adventures to have. Abbey's birthday: round 2 coming up! Abbey and I are both carrying flags in the processional for dormant chapters and Kalisa will be proudly carrying Theta Xi's flag! How exciting! Today starts a whole new day filled with friends, fun, business meetings, lunches, dinners, songs, and beautiful sisters. I am so blessed to have been given the opportunity to come to this wonderful event. I want to say thank you to our 2012-2013 leadership consultants: Ashley, for truly introducing me to the wonderful world of Alpha Delta Pi, Mary, for being the most amazing, uplifting, inspiring women I have ever met. I am so beyond thankful for her friendship and sisterhood, and all of the other wonderful leadership consultants I have gotten to meet on this amazing journey. I'd also like to thank the members of Grand Council, and Anne, for asking me to sing at this momentous occasion. Last night truly blew me away. My heart nor my head can express the awe, amazement, and gratitude I feel today. I am so incredibly blessed to be here. We Live For Each Other and for Alpha Delta Pi.
Friday, June 7, 2013
Food For Thought pt. 2
~live life without regrets
~take
chances
~dare
to dream
~stay
up all night
~get
swept away by love
~dont
ever give up
~make
mistakes
~shine
brighter than the stars
~cherish
the cliches of this world
~laugh
at yourself
~remember
the good times but dont let them get in the way of your future
~your
future is bright
~take
the world by storm
~believe
in yourself
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Poetry
Well hello again. Sorry I've been gone for so long! Didja miss me? So obviously I haven't blogged in awhile, I was kind of waiting for something newsworthy to happen, however we both know that my life is far from newsworthy.
Anywhoooo.
So I've been starting to write. Actually write, not blog about my pointless life shenanigans. But it's only poems and songs. And they're all either very Taylor Swift-esque and I have no life I just want to be loved blah blah blah or very depressing and sad (same thing, I know, sue me).
There's a part of me that wants to share my writing, however, we both know that that is incredibly nerve-racking to have someone read your work, especially if you don't know who the heck the person reading it is... so I'll just share something I wrote in my sophomore English class to test the waters.
Disclaimer: It's really lame and cheesy but I'm not going to share the one I think is really good. So there's that..
English Poem (that's the title, embarrassing huh?)
I had to write a poem
for my English class.
I thought to myself,
"wow - I don't stand a chance"
I sat there and thought
and I got one line done.
I looked down at my paper,
I had finally begun!
I just started writing,
then I couldn't stop,
all my new poems in a pile
with this one on top.
So I sat there and read
and I read there and thought
and when I chose what to read
I chose this and said, "Why not?"
So this is the poem
I'm reading to you.
I hope that you like it
because I know that I do.
Bahahahaha cheesy huh??? TOLD YOU.
I think I like writing, if I ever really had the time and patience to just sit and write. Or if I had anything to say (again, which is why I haven't blogged in awhile)
Well I hope you have all had a wonderful day. :)
Anywhoooo.
So I've been starting to write. Actually write, not blog about my pointless life shenanigans. But it's only poems and songs. And they're all either very Taylor Swift-esque and I have no life I just want to be loved blah blah blah or very depressing and sad (same thing, I know, sue me).
There's a part of me that wants to share my writing, however, we both know that that is incredibly nerve-racking to have someone read your work, especially if you don't know who the heck the person reading it is... so I'll just share something I wrote in my sophomore English class to test the waters.
Disclaimer: It's really lame and cheesy but I'm not going to share the one I think is really good. So there's that..
English Poem (that's the title, embarrassing huh?)
I had to write a poem
for my English class.
I thought to myself,
"wow - I don't stand a chance"
I sat there and thought
and I got one line done.
I looked down at my paper,
I had finally begun!
I just started writing,
then I couldn't stop,
all my new poems in a pile
with this one on top.
So I sat there and read
and I read there and thought
and when I chose what to read
I chose this and said, "Why not?"
So this is the poem
I'm reading to you.
I hope that you like it
because I know that I do.
Bahahahaha cheesy huh??? TOLD YOU.
I think I like writing, if I ever really had the time and patience to just sit and write. Or if I had anything to say (again, which is why I haven't blogged in awhile)
Well I hope you have all had a wonderful day. :)
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Food for Thought
Thursday, May 16, 2013
The Question Game
What do you do when people say "follow your heart; do something you love" but the one thing you thought you loved for the past 5 or 6 years you recently discovered you don't love anymore. What makes you happy? blah blah blah. So I'm on the path to self discovery and I've found that in order to find yourself you kind of need to have some insight into yourself (which I have none of) so I found this list of questions and I'm going to answer them all for you. In case you were curious. kcooool.
So this is from a website called career center. It's obviously then about picking a career, not a major, which is what I need, but I figure, it's somewhere to start right?
So this is from a website called career center. It's obviously then about picking a career, not a major, which is what I need, but I figure, it's somewhere to start right?
1) What are my priorities when picking a career? Happiness- I want to be happy in whatever job I do. Also money- yeah, it sounds stuck up. I was spoiled as a kid; I want to spoil my kids.
2) What are my interests? Well, I like soccer, athletics, kids, making other people happy, baking, singing, dancing, laughing
3) Do I have dreams and ambitions? No...? To get married, have a family, be able to spoil them, make them happy, have a job-be successful in that job, love my family with all my heart
4) What are my inborn talents? Good question... um. I can read? does that count? No...I guess I have a pretty good voice... I'm good at knowing absolutely nothing about myself, assuming responsibility over a group (like group projects, etc. etc.)
5) What are my skills? I am good at soccer, sleeping, or staying up till 3 am...
6) Am I willing to pay for the price for a particular job when picking a career? What does that even mean? I suppose it depends on the price
7) What are my likes and dislikes? I don't know, I'm an 18 year old girl, the things I like are clothes and kittens and puppies and boys and shoes and my family and friends.
8) How much do I need to earn? Enough to spoil my family
9) Where do I want to live? California
10) What lifestyle do I want? A comfortable, laid back but not like hippie/druggie/don't have a care in the world laid back, just normal, like I was raised.
11) What motivates me? My boyfriend, as stupid as that sounds but he is one of the only people that actually motivates me, my dad, I just want to make him happy, specific things, like I want to earn my playing time for soccer and play in every game (which I did, wooo!)
12) What is my long-term plan in picking a career? Find something somewhere in the world that I love.
13) Why do I need a career change at this point in my life? Because I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing with my life...
14) What has sparked my interest in this field? WHAT FIELD?!?!?!?! I haven't said a field yet....
15) Could I do volunteer work in this area to test-drive the potential career? I could... If I had a particular field that I knew I was talking about
16) Will I need to further my education to do this work? Good question, again, still have no clue what this work even is yet
17) Am I willing to start at the bottom and work my way up? Probably should be, working on being able to say yes to this one
18) How much job security do I need to make the switch? I wanna know that I'm not gonna lose my job for quite awhile so I can have a steady and successful job to support my family.
19) Do I have a support system to deal with the risk and changes this will create in my life? My family, my best friend, my boyfriend, so yes.
20) How much longer do I want to be in the workforce? Probably for a very long time, at least to retirement I'm sure, I think I would be way too bored with my life if I didn't keep working.
So here's the thing. I did all this right? I'm not really sure it has helped me at all, but hey, now you know some fun facts about me, I play soccer, I want a family, that's all the insight I've had into myself for a long long time. Hopefully something good will come out of this.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Let's Give 'Em Somethin' to Blog About
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
So exciting news y'all! I got a job! What? Yeah, who'da thunk??
I'm starting in probably a week. Wanna know something crazy? I just get the basic rules and guidelines and I'm off to the races, no training really whatsoever. I had orientation today, including myself, there are eleven new employees. We all just filled out some paperwork and we're set to be put on the schedule soon. Crazy right? I thought so. Hopefully I won't end up spending my entire paycheck on new clothes, I mean hey, I get a discount soooo.... right? mmm.. betta nawt. I'm saving up for this really cool birthday surprise! :p shhh don't tell!
So I'm sitting here wondering what I should even blog about, right? What am I even supposed to say? It's not like I have much interesting insight about the world right now... hmm...
Okay well I can explain the title. Yeah, I'll start with that.
So "Let's Give 'Em Somethin' to Blog About." Clever. But why that you may ask. Well originally I had this ingenious idea of what to blog about, but I forgot. *good job Paige* anywho. I thought it was clever and i still wanted to use it. So I figured that now if I use it and have absolutely nothing to say, then it's quite ironic, and therefore funny, and therefore, still clever.
So, if you've gotten this far, you're probably now asking yourself, "Why the heck am I still reading this...??" Probably because I'm funny? Or intriguing? Really I'm not quite sure why you're still here, however, if you are, THANKS A MILLION.
So I guess I'll pose you all this question (If anyone is still here).
What do you want me to blog about? Let's give ME somethin' to blog about. A topic, a question, a person, a subject, an object, a prepositional phrase (LOL again with the clever), maybe you're question is, "Why the heck does she laugh at all her own jokes??" My answer to you is this: I am a funny lady. Anyway, seriously, give me a topic or something, that'd be pretty cool. :)
So exciting news y'all! I got a job! What? Yeah, who'da thunk??
I'm starting in probably a week. Wanna know something crazy? I just get the basic rules and guidelines and I'm off to the races, no training really whatsoever. I had orientation today, including myself, there are eleven new employees. We all just filled out some paperwork and we're set to be put on the schedule soon. Crazy right? I thought so. Hopefully I won't end up spending my entire paycheck on new clothes, I mean hey, I get a discount soooo.... right? mmm.. betta nawt. I'm saving up for this really cool birthday surprise! :p shhh don't tell!
So I'm sitting here wondering what I should even blog about, right? What am I even supposed to say? It's not like I have much interesting insight about the world right now... hmm...
Okay well I can explain the title. Yeah, I'll start with that.
So "Let's Give 'Em Somethin' to Blog About." Clever. But why that you may ask. Well originally I had this ingenious idea of what to blog about, but I forgot. *good job Paige* anywho. I thought it was clever and i still wanted to use it. So I figured that now if I use it and have absolutely nothing to say, then it's quite ironic, and therefore funny, and therefore, still clever.
So, if you've gotten this far, you're probably now asking yourself, "Why the heck am I still reading this...??" Probably because I'm funny? Or intriguing? Really I'm not quite sure why you're still here, however, if you are, THANKS A MILLION.
So I guess I'll pose you all this question (If anyone is still here).
What do you want me to blog about? Let's give ME somethin' to blog about. A topic, a question, a person, a subject, an object, a prepositional phrase (LOL again with the clever), maybe you're question is, "Why the heck does she laugh at all her own jokes??" My answer to you is this: I am a funny lady. Anyway, seriously, give me a topic or something, that'd be pretty cool. :)
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
The Apple Tree My Prison
duh duh duhhhhh.
So it's finals week. And its 4 in the morning. And I obviously should be studying. But really, who does that anymore these days?? So I thought I'd just see if I have anything interesting to say instead. However, i don't think I do.
Really though, I know about zero people who actually, legitimately study, weeks in advance for tests, finals, etc. Other than that, everyone crams. Maybe that works? Hey, I do it so I should know right? Ehh.. debatable.
I'm moving out of my favorite place in the world tomorrow! The dorms! Oh how I will miss them so!
and here's your sign.
It is amazing to me how quickly this year went by. It seems only yesterday I was at my first day of training camp for soccer, and now I'm here, already preparing for next year. And by that I don't mean right now. Obviously, since its 4 a.m. and I'm "studying for biology." I really should be, I could pull out an A. All of it is stuff I should know though. The questions won't be anything like what's in the book, or what we talked about in class, as usual, so I guess we'll see how it goes?
Oh, and there's still psychology left to do. Except that's a partner final. And I'm actually really good at that class. Like... really good. Which is kind of weird to me. Good thing there's not much to do with psychology unless you get a doctorate. Not about that life. But I do think that it is incredibly interesting. I however, am in search of something that is both practical and satisfying. Which leaves me very slim pickings...
Let's say life is an apple tree, and the apples in this case are jobs. I don't want to pick an apple from the bottom of the tree, everyone picks those, they aren't anything special, just your generic red apple. They're so easy to get to, everyone has them. Your general business and marketing degrees, public relations, you get the gist. Why would I want that apple. Then there's the apples at the top of the tree. Psychologists, philosophers, those types of professions. How often do those get picked??? Rarely. Not many people are in search of those apples. We're looking for some middle ground (or middle tree) here. Something not everyone gets, but not something outrageous. However, keep in mind, I'm not going to want to cut up this apple or make sure it is approved by the FDA, I don't want to argue or persuade anyone for or about my apple. I just want to eat it and enjoy it. Is that too much to ask? If only there was an appledicator (like an eggdicator from Willy Wonka...anyone? no? okay.) that was specific to me. I could pick any apple, set it on the appledicator, and it would toss any one that was not the perfect job (apple) for me. Now I'm really not sure where this metaphor is going... but really, shouldn't we have already come up with something that assesses each person's strengths and weaknesses along with their likes and dislikes and create (or even just find) the perfect job for them? That would be nice to have.
Anyone read Coleridge's The Lime Tree Bower My Prison? It's actually pretty good. The apple tree is my prison. And I'm hoping that soon a rook will fly by and give me some answer or direction or something to get out of this prison. Yeah if you think about it, my weird metaphor could be really beautiful. I can pick absolutely any apple I want. Look at how many there are, all so sweet and crispy, all perfect and unique. That's beautiful right? NO. Why can't one just hit me on the head and say, "Paige, this is what you are supposed to do with your life, get started." I'm not a decision maker. So many apples, so many choices, that is my prison. I can't escape decision making.
Anywho, now that I've gone off on some random tangent about apples and my career and I'm sure it made little to no sense to the .000001% of the population reading this (thanks by the way ☺) I think it's time for me to get back to work.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away?
So it's finals week. And its 4 in the morning. And I obviously should be studying. But really, who does that anymore these days?? So I thought I'd just see if I have anything interesting to say instead. However, i don't think I do.
Really though, I know about zero people who actually, legitimately study, weeks in advance for tests, finals, etc. Other than that, everyone crams. Maybe that works? Hey, I do it so I should know right? Ehh.. debatable.
I'm moving out of my favorite place in the world tomorrow! The dorms! Oh how I will miss them so!
and here's your sign.
It is amazing to me how quickly this year went by. It seems only yesterday I was at my first day of training camp for soccer, and now I'm here, already preparing for next year. And by that I don't mean right now. Obviously, since its 4 a.m. and I'm "studying for biology." I really should be, I could pull out an A. All of it is stuff I should know though. The questions won't be anything like what's in the book, or what we talked about in class, as usual, so I guess we'll see how it goes?
Oh, and there's still psychology left to do. Except that's a partner final. And I'm actually really good at that class. Like... really good. Which is kind of weird to me. Good thing there's not much to do with psychology unless you get a doctorate. Not about that life. But I do think that it is incredibly interesting. I however, am in search of something that is both practical and satisfying. Which leaves me very slim pickings...
Let's say life is an apple tree, and the apples in this case are jobs. I don't want to pick an apple from the bottom of the tree, everyone picks those, they aren't anything special, just your generic red apple. They're so easy to get to, everyone has them. Your general business and marketing degrees, public relations, you get the gist. Why would I want that apple. Then there's the apples at the top of the tree. Psychologists, philosophers, those types of professions. How often do those get picked??? Rarely. Not many people are in search of those apples. We're looking for some middle ground (or middle tree) here. Something not everyone gets, but not something outrageous. However, keep in mind, I'm not going to want to cut up this apple or make sure it is approved by the FDA, I don't want to argue or persuade anyone for or about my apple. I just want to eat it and enjoy it. Is that too much to ask? If only there was an appledicator (like an eggdicator from Willy Wonka...anyone? no? okay.) that was specific to me. I could pick any apple, set it on the appledicator, and it would toss any one that was not the perfect job (apple) for me. Now I'm really not sure where this metaphor is going... but really, shouldn't we have already come up with something that assesses each person's strengths and weaknesses along with their likes and dislikes and create (or even just find) the perfect job for them? That would be nice to have.
Anyone read Coleridge's The Lime Tree Bower My Prison? It's actually pretty good. The apple tree is my prison. And I'm hoping that soon a rook will fly by and give me some answer or direction or something to get out of this prison. Yeah if you think about it, my weird metaphor could be really beautiful. I can pick absolutely any apple I want. Look at how many there are, all so sweet and crispy, all perfect and unique. That's beautiful right? NO. Why can't one just hit me on the head and say, "Paige, this is what you are supposed to do with your life, get started." I'm not a decision maker. So many apples, so many choices, that is my prison. I can't escape decision making.
Anywho, now that I've gone off on some random tangent about apples and my career and I'm sure it made little to no sense to the .000001% of the population reading this (thanks by the way ☺) I think it's time for me to get back to work.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away?
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Passion (through suffering and love)
The Latin meaning for passion is suffering. This comes from the suffering of Christ on the cross. His love is the reason he sacrificed his everything for us, for me.
I had never thought about passion this way before. I came across a webpage (http://www.christinehassler.com/2012/11/what-youre-going-through-how-to-find-your-passion/) that really showed me that passion is the suffering Christ went through because of his infinite love for us. I think this is so amazing and such a wonderful epiphany to have come across.
It's about the suffering. That's where the passion comes from. It comes from the suffering we face, the trials we struggle against and overcome. The passion bleeds out from the hurt. It isn't something we have to look for, it is something that is already here and inside of us. It is our tribulations and pains and how we beat these difficult things.
Now how do we realize our passion then? What if we haven't faced any troubles? What if everything in life has been handed to us since the day we were born? I've never really considered myself spoiled, but when I look back on it, I was more spoiled than any person I know. I haven't had to work for much of anything in my life. Yes, maybe I have had to work for that A on the test instead of a B or the starting spot on the soccer team instead of a substitute. But what is that really? Compared to some of the things people have had to face in this world. I look back and now I wish more than almost anything that I wasn't as spoiled. Even though I didn't know how spoiled I was until now, I have finally seen it as both a blessing and a curse. It has been so wonderful having the support and help of my parents through everything, but I can't seem to find the drive I need.
I need the drive to accomplish something. Anything. I want to want to do something with my life. But right now it seems almost impossible to find. Yes, it would be cool to climb Mt. Everest or play professional soccer, but this just doesn't seem like anything realistic for me. Even just to run a marathon. If I had the drive to train for a marathon, that would be the coolest thing.
Who knows how I am going to find this drive, how I am going to find my passion. I know God has a plan for me and my life, and it is better than anything I could ever imagine, sometimes I just wish I knew, but I know I just have to leave it all up to the Lord, after all, he is passion in every single definition.
I had never thought about passion this way before. I came across a webpage (http://www.christinehassler.com/2012/11/what-youre-going-through-how-to-find-your-passion/) that really showed me that passion is the suffering Christ went through because of his infinite love for us. I think this is so amazing and such a wonderful epiphany to have come across.
It's about the suffering. That's where the passion comes from. It comes from the suffering we face, the trials we struggle against and overcome. The passion bleeds out from the hurt. It isn't something we have to look for, it is something that is already here and inside of us. It is our tribulations and pains and how we beat these difficult things.
Now how do we realize our passion then? What if we haven't faced any troubles? What if everything in life has been handed to us since the day we were born? I've never really considered myself spoiled, but when I look back on it, I was more spoiled than any person I know. I haven't had to work for much of anything in my life. Yes, maybe I have had to work for that A on the test instead of a B or the starting spot on the soccer team instead of a substitute. But what is that really? Compared to some of the things people have had to face in this world. I look back and now I wish more than almost anything that I wasn't as spoiled. Even though I didn't know how spoiled I was until now, I have finally seen it as both a blessing and a curse. It has been so wonderful having the support and help of my parents through everything, but I can't seem to find the drive I need.
I need the drive to accomplish something. Anything. I want to want to do something with my life. But right now it seems almost impossible to find. Yes, it would be cool to climb Mt. Everest or play professional soccer, but this just doesn't seem like anything realistic for me. Even just to run a marathon. If I had the drive to train for a marathon, that would be the coolest thing.
Who knows how I am going to find this drive, how I am going to find my passion. I know God has a plan for me and my life, and it is better than anything I could ever imagine, sometimes I just wish I knew, but I know I just have to leave it all up to the Lord, after all, he is passion in every single definition.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Love is an Ink-less Pen
We throw around the word love so often. I'm sure that most people say love more than once a day to or about someone or something they do not truly love. Oh you "love" video games? Really?
Dictionary.com defines love as:
So you "love" your video games? You have a profound, tender, passionate affection for them? Or do you have a warm personal feeling of attachment or deep affection for them. I would assume you don't have a sexual passion or desire for them? Or might your games be able to feel love, your games are a sweetheart? Or do you refer to your games as "love", "Oh hey I'm just gonna go play my love, Halo, real quick."? No?
So you don't love your video games then, right?
Maybe that's not all love is, maybe there is more than just that textbook definition, but that at least gives us somewhere to start.
Well what about our friends? We tell them we love them all the time. Not saying you can't love your friends. Very possible. But do we truly love every friend we say we love? I can't imagine we do. We throw the word around so trivially. It means nothing most time we say it. I enjoy spending times with my friends. I take delight in their presence. But do I really, truly love them? Some, yes. Most, love might be too strong a word for that.
The Bible defines love too.
Love is not self-seeking, it is not proud, it keeps no record of wrongs. That is some powerful stuff right there. And just to throw it around the way we do? It seems unacceptable to me.
So why do we do it?
Blame it on the English language? We don't have enough words to differentiate how we feel? Well the amount of words in the English language is so hard to determine because there are so many, and we keep adding new words every day. That can't be it.
Maybe we just haven't experienced real love? That's a person to person thing though. And I know plenty of people who claim to love things that may not deserve love, like a pair of shoes or a favorite food, who say they do know what love is because they have experienced it.
Honestly, I can't tell you why we do it. But we all do; I do it all the time. I wish I didn't but sometimes we slip up.
Maybe we need to clear some things up.
Love is not infatuation (foolish or all-absorbing passion).
Love is not lust (intense sexual desire).
Love is not enjoyment (a particular form or source of pleasure)
We use the word love so much that it becomes old, meaningless, useless; it becomes like an old ink-less pen. We can throw the empty pen around, for what? But the pen is useless and if we are not careful, soon all love will be is an ink-less pen. Cold and empty, no true meaning. But that's not what I want love to be. I want love to be passionate, to be caring, to be amazing and wonderful, not to be self-seeking, to not be jealous or keep records of wrongs. I want love to be happy, truthful, important, meaningful. I want love to be real. I believe that love, the real, true, pure emotion of love is the most powerful thing in the world.
Dictionary.com defines love as:
love
[luhv] noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.
noun
1.
a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2.
a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3.
sexual passion or desire.
4.
a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.
5.
(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie,love?
So you "love" your video games? You have a profound, tender, passionate affection for them? Or do you have a warm personal feeling of attachment or deep affection for them. I would assume you don't have a sexual passion or desire for them? Or might your games be able to feel love, your games are a sweetheart? Or do you refer to your games as "love", "Oh hey I'm just gonna go play my love, Halo, real quick."? No?
So you don't love your video games then, right?
Maybe that's not all love is, maybe there is more than just that textbook definition, but that at least gives us somewhere to start.
Well what about our friends? We tell them we love them all the time. Not saying you can't love your friends. Very possible. But do we truly love every friend we say we love? I can't imagine we do. We throw the word around so trivially. It means nothing most time we say it. I enjoy spending times with my friends. I take delight in their presence. But do I really, truly love them? Some, yes. Most, love might be too strong a word for that.
The Bible defines love too.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
Love is not self-seeking, it is not proud, it keeps no record of wrongs. That is some powerful stuff right there. And just to throw it around the way we do? It seems unacceptable to me.
So why do we do it?
Blame it on the English language? We don't have enough words to differentiate how we feel? Well the amount of words in the English language is so hard to determine because there are so many, and we keep adding new words every day. That can't be it.
Maybe we just haven't experienced real love? That's a person to person thing though. And I know plenty of people who claim to love things that may not deserve love, like a pair of shoes or a favorite food, who say they do know what love is because they have experienced it.
Honestly, I can't tell you why we do it. But we all do; I do it all the time. I wish I didn't but sometimes we slip up.
Maybe we need to clear some things up.
Love is not infatuation (foolish or all-absorbing passion).
Love is not lust (intense sexual desire).
Love is not enjoyment (a particular form or source of pleasure)
We use the word love so much that it becomes old, meaningless, useless; it becomes like an old ink-less pen. We can throw the empty pen around, for what? But the pen is useless and if we are not careful, soon all love will be is an ink-less pen. Cold and empty, no true meaning. But that's not what I want love to be. I want love to be passionate, to be caring, to be amazing and wonderful, not to be self-seeking, to not be jealous or keep records of wrongs. I want love to be happy, truthful, important, meaningful. I want love to be real. I believe that love, the real, true, pure emotion of love is the most powerful thing in the world.
Monday, April 29, 2013
#Subtweet
#Subtweet. Today there is such emphasis on social media and the things you say, the pictures you post, the locations you check in at, but why must these things always stress the negatives of other people. I don't enjoy reading "subtweets" at all, ever. They make me uncomfortable, sorry for whoever they are directed at, and nosy as to why there is even the need to be "subtweeted" when it is entirely not my business at all.
Trust me, I know, if I'm lookin' cute one day, I'm like "Oh picture! Better instagram that cause I look great," and that's fine. But especially on twitter, I see people attacking others all the time. The point of social media (or so I think) is to share your life and what is happening with you; by no means is it the time or place to tear down another person's ideas, thoughts, beliefs, feelings, self-esteem, or self-worth.
If you (not specifically you, just people in general) have a problem with someone, address that concern. WITH THEM, IN PERSON, IN PRIVATE. not "omg i cannot believe you even thought about talking to me today, get out, we don't want you here #subtweet" Honestly, what does that do for anyone?? It makes everyone reading it uncomfortable; it makes people who even remotely think it could maybe, possibly be about them incredibly upset and worried; and it makes you look rude and incredibly immature in front on hundreds of people within a few seconds.
Already with the world we are living in, we don't get to care about our own thoughts and beliefs. We "have" to be worried about what everyone else will think and say before we even consider how we might feel about the shirt we're wearing or the fact that we skipped church to study for our huge final. No matter what you say or do, there will always be something wrong with that choice, but by no means does that mean you should give in to everyone else. Live life for yourself. That being said, yes you do have the freedom of not caring what other people say or think or feel, so you can post nasty things, attack people, and bad mouth them, because you're not supposed to care what other think. But shouldn't we have the decency to care about how that will make others feel? Not only does posting "subtweets" or negative things hurt other people every day emotionally and physically, but it is not mature at all. As a young woman in college, I would hope that every one of my peers would feel similar to me, that "subtweets" are not something we would like to be reading or posting. If there is a problem, address it in the adult manner, after all, we are all adults now, aren't we?
#keepsubtweetsofftheinternet
Trust me, I know, if I'm lookin' cute one day, I'm like "Oh picture! Better instagram that cause I look great," and that's fine. But especially on twitter, I see people attacking others all the time. The point of social media (or so I think) is to share your life and what is happening with you; by no means is it the time or place to tear down another person's ideas, thoughts, beliefs, feelings, self-esteem, or self-worth.
If you (not specifically you, just people in general) have a problem with someone, address that concern. WITH THEM, IN PERSON, IN PRIVATE. not "omg i cannot believe you even thought about talking to me today, get out, we don't want you here #subtweet" Honestly, what does that do for anyone?? It makes everyone reading it uncomfortable; it makes people who even remotely think it could maybe, possibly be about them incredibly upset and worried; and it makes you look rude and incredibly immature in front on hundreds of people within a few seconds.
Already with the world we are living in, we don't get to care about our own thoughts and beliefs. We "have" to be worried about what everyone else will think and say before we even consider how we might feel about the shirt we're wearing or the fact that we skipped church to study for our huge final. No matter what you say or do, there will always be something wrong with that choice, but by no means does that mean you should give in to everyone else. Live life for yourself. That being said, yes you do have the freedom of not caring what other people say or think or feel, so you can post nasty things, attack people, and bad mouth them, because you're not supposed to care what other think. But shouldn't we have the decency to care about how that will make others feel? Not only does posting "subtweets" or negative things hurt other people every day emotionally and physically, but it is not mature at all. As a young woman in college, I would hope that every one of my peers would feel similar to me, that "subtweets" are not something we would like to be reading or posting. If there is a problem, address it in the adult manner, after all, we are all adults now, aren't we?
#keepsubtweetsofftheinternet
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Old Beginnings
As I begin this blog, i wonder what I'd even like to talk about. I really only know that I do want to start a blog and hopefully this is something that will develop into something cool over time.
Let's just start out with me. I am a freshman at the University of Central Oklahoma, I play soccer for the school, and I am an officer in Alpha Delta Pi sorority. I entered school with the intention of pursuing a musical theatre degree, however I have found that that's not quite for me. Although I do love performing and I have for quite some time, I want some things in life that that career may not bring me. Currently I am a business major with absolutely no plan at all. I'm leaving it all up to the Lord, he has his plan and I will follow, "For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11.
I've grown up in a loving home; I have a wonderful mother and an amazing dad and the best little sister a girl could dream of. I was never "spoiled" as a child, well at least i never knew it (until now-I was a pretty lucky kid). My sister is one of my best friends in the entire world, and although we are six years apart, we're growing closer every day. I spent half my childhood in good old Southern California and I absolutely would love love love to go back and make that a permanent home for me in the future. When I turned twelve, i moved to Kansas (what a change) and for a twelve year old, let me tell you, it was a traumatic event. Moving to Kansas did bring me some amazing blessings though, Lauren, Allison, and Sarah. These are my three best friends in the entire world and I don't know where I would be today without them. They have helped me get through so much already and although we're far apart, I know every day that I am in their thoughts and they are in mine.
"Old Beginnings" as stupid as it may seem, is only fitting for my first post. Typically, or at least so I've heard, people start new blogs as they begin new chapters in their lives. My "new chapter" has already begun as I have been in college for almost a year now (Yikes!). That being said, I think some exciting changes are bound to arise and there may be a plot twist or two once I "Turn the Paige". (clever huh?)
Let's just start out with me. I am a freshman at the University of Central Oklahoma, I play soccer for the school, and I am an officer in Alpha Delta Pi sorority. I entered school with the intention of pursuing a musical theatre degree, however I have found that that's not quite for me. Although I do love performing and I have for quite some time, I want some things in life that that career may not bring me. Currently I am a business major with absolutely no plan at all. I'm leaving it all up to the Lord, he has his plan and I will follow, "For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11.
I've grown up in a loving home; I have a wonderful mother and an amazing dad and the best little sister a girl could dream of. I was never "spoiled" as a child, well at least i never knew it (until now-I was a pretty lucky kid). My sister is one of my best friends in the entire world, and although we are six years apart, we're growing closer every day. I spent half my childhood in good old Southern California and I absolutely would love love love to go back and make that a permanent home for me in the future. When I turned twelve, i moved to Kansas (what a change) and for a twelve year old, let me tell you, it was a traumatic event. Moving to Kansas did bring me some amazing blessings though, Lauren, Allison, and Sarah. These are my three best friends in the entire world and I don't know where I would be today without them. They have helped me get through so much already and although we're far apart, I know every day that I am in their thoughts and they are in mine.
"Old Beginnings" as stupid as it may seem, is only fitting for my first post. Typically, or at least so I've heard, people start new blogs as they begin new chapters in their lives. My "new chapter" has already begun as I have been in college for almost a year now (Yikes!). That being said, I think some exciting changes are bound to arise and there may be a plot twist or two once I "Turn the Paige". (clever huh?)
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