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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August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
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Delve Into My Psyche:

 

List of random things about me

Purring towards Perrrfection

CieJa Art

 


Previous Posts:
 

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

 

 
 
 
 
 

Friday, August 04, 2006

drawing in the dust

I feel a lot better about tomorrow. Now I've gone on the website and checked it all out, checked flight status, I feel more comfortable with the situation. wOOt for the speedy info gained from the net.

Now all I have to worry about is missing Lexi. :( Physically the flight and luncheon will be the more challenging. Emotionally, thought, leaving her behind gets the award for most difficult. Atleast there's the internet and phones, so it isn't a complete 'goodbye'. "I see the darkness of the moon in your eyes. And when we part, there'll be no tears, no goodbyes; I'll just look into your eyes." -Dr. Doolittle with Rex Harrison. She does have some big ol' eyes, and while I don't think they reflect the darkness of the moon, I do connect the situation to this song. Afterall, he's saying goodbye to a sea lion. She doesn't understand goodbye, and niether does Lexi. What else is there to do besides hug her and leave?

There's got to be something to make sure she remembers me. When she starts talking, I'll make Steph hand her the phone everyonce and a while so she'll know who her Auntie Paige is. Now that I wont be her Nanny McPaige anymore, I may have to change my blog title. We'll see.

Firefly @ 2:06 PM
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