Make Her Copasetic...

Her Hair and Make-Up Was Perfect; Dress Was The BOMB. Smiles, Hugs, and A Super Enthusiastic "Hey!" Or Two. Yup, It All Seemed Great... But On The Inside, Things Weren't Really All That Copasetic....

Yet and STILL, I have no regrets! Just bitter thoughts and fantasies of a past AND present that could be different.. I'm good though (especially since you said you would never leave me) =^* .


If I'd observed all the rules, I'd never have got anywhere.

-M.Monroe

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A lil' something for all you bloggers to learn about me: I won't show how I REALLY feel unless I REALLY want to... BTW, my "HIM" isn't the guy in the photos, that there is my cousin. But "HE" is no nonexistent either.

P.S. I Love Him Like a Fat Kidd Loves Cake Mannnnn 

♥;|<3; [Thee End!]

-Peace \V/.

Simply Put...

My name is

Stephanie Paige.

I have about a Kazillibillion different nicknames... Grew up in a single parent home with one younger sister, Yahnai. We are not rich; I'm still spoiled. I have no regrets, but there are some things I think about that could have went differently than they did. I could be a sad kid, but I'm not. Hmmm, I'm the one who talks uncontrollably when it's convenient for me, but when you may NEED for me to say something, I'm speechless. Not often though, that only seems to happen when I'm under pressure. I'm not flawless and I don't try to be, so there it is... I am 18 years, 3 months and 11 days old right now, at this very minute. I have three BEST friends; Brittany and Mahdiyyah (whom I have known since the tender age of 9yo, more like sisters) and Sherita Renee: My Mommie. =] Other VIL(adies) : Sharifa, Syd, and my fabb5 (very few others). The only other "friends" I have are the boys of N.D.O. [Friends in quoties cause they're more like fam than friends.] While they're all very important to me, none of them matter more than my Tuckerface. You can probably guess why. ♥ . 2nd mvp in my book : Jawahn (Spunk 2 You), then Jeff, Ed, Skinny, and the rest of the guys.

But yea, I'm currently a Freshman (c/o 2013) at Clark Atlanta University. Can't even lie and say that Atlanta is all GREAT like everyone else has told me, but I love my school. Thing is, I'm not sure if I want to come back here next year. That's kinda sad considering that I've only been here for 4 months now =/. I've never been a "struggler" so it has absotutely (yes, it's made up) nothing to do with the work-load or challenges in class. I'm not killing myself partying because I've been there and gotten over it. I'm just not feeling it like I thought I would for the past 4 years... Still got plenty school spirit though!

Goooo Panthers!

Btw, Thanksgiving is next week and I'm sooooo psyched. Why? I want some REAL food. lol Every college student who is away from home, or even who just stays on campus knows how I feel (well, if they have parents who are good cooks).

Sheesh! It's definitely 3:38am on a Thursday. And this particular Thursday I have to be out of my door by 8:15am for community service and class... smh. Damn these 10 mandatory hours! No worries though, I have less than a week before I'm back home breathing that good ol' JERSEY air. (inhale, "ahhhh").

K Bloggers, I'm about to hop in the shower and get in the bed. Wish me luck with keeping my eyes open tomorrow. lol. OH, almost forgot. Gonna leave you guys with a quote at the end of each post. Maybe they'll help you get to know me better.

To know the value of generosity, it is necessary to have suffered from the cold indifference of others.

-Eugene Coutier-

Later!