Name:
Paige


Age:
Over 18, Under 21


About Me:


I am a crazy college chick, looking for a good time and an even better grade.

I am in a junior college for the next semester and a half. Once that's over, I'll be that much closer to getting an english degree! Not that I really need one to be a writer, but it'd be nice to have.


Archives:

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October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
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Delve Into My Psyche:

 

List of random things about me

Purring towards Perrrfection

CieJa Art

 


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Blogrolling Around:

 

Freckle Face Girl

Phoenix Hearse

Random Blog Button

Princess & Johnsy

Rain in the Sky

Que Sera Sarah

Izzy

With Love from Pheonix

That Shadow My Likeness

Pfangirl

GEKteng

Where's the Coffee?

Monkey Lover

be present, be here

Beauty of Nature

Right On!

Virtualosophy

Kuching of Sugar Land

Dooce

Blurbomat

True Wife Confessions

 

 
 
 
 
 

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

dreaded roberts

I'm having a real 'bitch' issue with myself this fine wednesday.

After I got a message from someone I thought was Robby, my net romance, and it appeared he'd changed his user name from Hurc, my pet name for him, back to Robert. This made me panic, and search my mind for reasons he may be pissed at me. Was it because I ignored his phone call today? Was it because I was short with him in our conversation yesterday? Then I caught myself, and said; "Paige, you did those things so that he would get mad at you. Now you don't want him mad at you?"

And I replied, "Self, no. I did those things to see how far I could push this guy and still have him picture me as a goddess like he does." I'm no goddess, Robbie doesn't realize that yet.

But that's the problem with net romances, your 'sig other' can have a totally messed up preception of you and there's nothing to let him know he's wrong. I thought I wanted him to stop obsessing over me. I was wrong. That is why I'm a bitch, and I do play games with people's hearts. This does come as a shock, even though it shouldn't.

Meh, I guess I've been doing it for years. The only way to stop is cold turkey. Am I willing to do that? Yes, I think so, but that means little since I hardly realize what I'm doing till it's too late. Example: I've been toying with my ex boyfriend for MONTHS now, calling him up at random times, talking for hours, making empty promises to call more often, and that we will go to disney land together someday. But as soon as we hang up, I know it wont happen. See? BITCH, right here. *sigh*

On a lighter note, my blog will have a fresh new look to it pretty soon. My talented, web-savy sister is helping me out with the layout ect. (when I say helping, I mean she is nice enough to make one for me) Thanks Steph!

-peggy le paige-

Firefly @ 4:05 PM
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