Story of an Average Girl

So, I decided I would do a story on my life. It might be boring, but ya know. I think everyone has a story to tell, it's what makes life, life.

So here goes.

I was conceived, born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia up until I was five, my sister was ten. My parents decided to move to North Carolina, mom found the same job she worked but it paid more than what she was making. My dad is a neurologist and mom is an architect. I have two middle names, the first being Atlanta because mom said I had a glow in my eyes that reminded her of the skyline at night. My first name is Paige and my sisters name is Ashlynn.

I grew up in a pretty nice home. Family around me, pets to comfort my bad days. We live in what people say is "for the rich." It's called Swiss Pine Lake and though it sounds rich it's not. If you want a house on the golf course overlooking the small town then yes, you're rich. Those houses start at $90,000 and look like they came from the 60's with no remodeling whatsoever. Not worth it. 

Growing up mom said I was the mean one. I ripped the heads off my sisters Barbies, let her hamster loose from its cage, threw her teddy out in the yard during a rain storm.  I was hard to handle.

Of course, I calmed down in my teen years and became the good sister while my sister became a rebellion. I made the straight A's and she made a straight line to her bedroom window sneaking out.

During my freshman year I dated a boy I had always sort of liked back then and it lasted a week. Lesson learned, don't date a best friend. I called it off because it just wasn't working for us. I asked if he wanted to go to the Valentines dance, I never went to a dance in high school and thought it would be fun to go together. He said he wasn't interested in dancing so I said "oh." I stayed home that night with Ben

 

Sorry forgot about it cutting off.

Ben and Jerrys, cuddled up with Scoob our Great Dane, watching Bad Girls Club and Housewives of New York only to find out he had asked another girl to that dance only a day after we split.

I joined volleyball my freshman year and stuck with it through graduation. Dance team in my sophomore year, I played softball until graduation, I tried winter sports varsity cheerleading and hated being a flyer.

I was already in Gymnastics, something I stuck with since I was seven. I'm the type of person who likes staying busy, who can work better under pressure.

I dated another guy my junior year from a rival high school and it didn't work out. We dated for five months on and off and the straw that broke the camels back was finding out from his best friend and even his family was that he had seven other girlfriends, two being my friends. It was always crossing my mind and finding out myself the thoughts were true, the little signatures he left on his phone saying they were old "️Angela️" or "John and Amber" ending up being true. Even though I asked who Angela, Amber, Heather, Tabitha, MacKayla, Olivia, and Leah was I always got told, "an ex" or "don't start."

Our relationship wasn't even a relationship, it was toxic. We yelled, we fought, I always handed my phone to him but I would have to fight for his. We hit each other, he made me so angry and frustrated I cried because he made me give in. It's sad to me that putting up with everything I did it took his mom and friend to realize that he was cheating.

After graduation I babysat my sisters little boy from age 3 to 4 while she worked. Her and her whole "family" later moved to Oklahoma.

When I turned nineteen I was talking to a guy from Ohio. One of my close friends is from there that was a transfer who attended our rival high school but we became close friends from football games and mutual friends. In June 22, of 2012 we became a couple, the guy in Ohio 

After that I attended my community college for my CNA license, after I passed my states in April, I applied everywhere for a CNA job and got hired at the nursing home for people with Alzheimer's. After spending two hours on the phone with DJ telling him happy birthday April 11th. I celebrated my 20th birthday on April 16th in the Outter Banks with my two best friends.

Now at 21 I'm still with DJ two years later. I'm doing gymnastics, working currently at Family Dollar and 3rd shift as a CNA.

For those who don't know, a CNA is a Certified Nurse Assistant or nurse aide. We shower, shave, dress, change the Depends, make bed, do laundry, feed and care for our 31 residents. We pretty much do everything for the residents. In my time working there I've been called a bitch, been told I'm an angel, been called a residents mom then from the same resident minutes later called a son of a bitch. I've been slapped, hit in the face, pinched, grabbed.

I work hard and to me, it's hard that I have to look at them as my paycheck or just a person. They're a human placed under care by young people, who don't know where their mom or family is because most don't visit. I'm attached to my residents and if I could I would bring them to my house. Residents put love miles on your CNA shoes everyday.

I wouldn't trade making $12 a hour for $21 a hour for an RN who works two or three days a week and barely knows the residents names.

In gymnastics I just got a trophy in first place making it the seventeenth one. My coach is keeping me motivated and determined, she pushes me because she knows I can do it.

I was out from gymnastics for almost a year with a injury. I don't wanna talk about it in public but if you're curious, I don't care to share, just send me a message. But, I've been cleared to do gymnastics from my doctor now and winning first place weeks after being cleared made the win that much greater.

After high school I wrote college applications everywhere. Duke, Wake Forest, NC State, NC Chapel Hill, Ohio State (to be close to DJ), I even put in one to Harvard for the fun of it, NC Greensboro, and ETSU (Eastern Tennessee State).

I got accepted into Duke, Wake, NC State, Ohio, and NC Chapel Hill to my surprise. The only college to have a excellent medical program was Duke, I never attended any college, just community. I still haven't even thought of college because to move up from CNA you have to work as a CNA for so long. I would love to move up to a NICU or L

 

I'll just freaking start over at this rate. 

Sorry guys. Here's the full version.

So, I decided I would do a story on my life. It might be boring, but ya know. I think everyone has a story to tell, it's what makes life, life.

So here goes.

I conceived, born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia up until I was five, my sister was ten. My parents decided to move to North Carolina, mom found the same job she worked but it paid more than what she was making. My dad is a neurologist and mom is an architect. I have two middle names, the first being Atlanta because mom said I had a glow in my eyes that reminded her of the skyline at night. My first name is Paige and my sisters name is Ashlynn.

I grew up in a pretty nice home. Family around me, pets to comfort my bad days. We live in what people say "for the rich." It's called Swiss Pine Lake and though it sounds rich it's not. If you want a house on the golf course overlooking the small town then yes, you're rich. Those houses start at $90,000 and look like they came from the 60's with no remodeling whatsoever. Not worth it. 

Growing up mom said I was the mean one. I ripped the heads off my sisters Barbies, let her hamster loose from its cage, threw her teddy out in the yard during a rain storm.  I was hard to handle.

Of course, I calmed down in my teen years and became the good sister while my sister became a rebellion. I made the straight A's and she made a straight line to her bedroom window sneaking out.

During my freshman year I dated a boy I had always sort of liked back then and it lasted a week. Lesson learned, don't date a best friend. I called it off because it just wasn't working for us. I asked if he wanted to go to the Valentines dance, I never went to a dance in high school and thought it would be fun to go together. He said he wasn't interested in dancing so I said "oh." I stayed home that night with Ben and Jerry's, cuddled up with Scoob our Great Dane, watching Bad Girls Club and Housewives of New York only to find out he had asked another girl to that dance only a day after we split.

I joined volleyball my freshman year and stuck with it through graduation. Dance team in my sophomore year, I played softball until graduation, I tried winter sports varsity cheerleading and hated being a flyer.

I was already in Gymnastics, something I stuck with since I was seven. I'm the type of person who likes staying busy, who can work better under pressure.

I dated another guy my junior year from a rival high school and it didn't work out. We dated for five months on and off and the straw that broke the camels back was finding out from his best friend and even his family was that he had seven other girlfriends, two being my friends. It was always crossing my mind and finding out myself the thoughts were true, the little signatures he left on his phone saying they were old "️Angela️" or "John and Amber" ending up being true. Even though I asked who Angela, Amber, Heather, Tabitha, MacKayla, Olivia, and Leah was I always got told, "an ex" or "don't start."

Our relationship wasn't even a relationship, it was toxic. We yelled, we fought, I always handed my phone to him but I would have to fight for his. We hit each other, he made me so angry and frustrated I cried because he made me give in to things I didn't want. It's sad to me that putting up with everything I did it took his mom and friend to realize that he was cheating.

After graduation I babysat my sisters little boy from age 3 to 4 while she worked. Her and her whole "family" later moved to Oklahoma.

When I turned nineteen I was talking to a guy from Ohio. One of my close friends is from there that was a transfer who attended our rival high school but we became close friends from football games and mutual friends. In June 22, of 2012 we became a couple, the guy in Ohio 

After that I attended my community college for my CNA license, after I passed my states in April, I applied everywhere for a CNA job and got hired at the nursing home for people with Alzheimer's. After spending two hours on the phone with DJ telling him happy birthday April 11th. I celebrated my 20th birthday on April 16th in the Outter Banks with my two best friends.

Now at 21 I'm still with DJ two years later. I'm doing gymnastics, working currently at Family Dollar and 3rd shift as a CNA.

For those who don't know, a CNA is a Certified Nurse Assistant or nurse aide. We shower, shave, dress, change the Depends, make bed, do laundry, feed and care for our 31 residents. We pretty much do everything for the residents. In my time working there I've been called a bitch, been told I'm an angel, been called a residents mom then from the same resident minutes later called a son of a bitch. I've been slapped, hit in the face, pinched, grabbed.

I work hard and to me, it's hard that I have to look at them as my paycheck or just a person. They're a human placed under care by young people, who don't know where their mom or family is because most don't visit. I'm attached to my residents and if I could I would bring them to my house. Residents put love miles on your CNA shoes everyday.

I wouldn't trade making $12 a hour for $21 a hour for an RN who works two or three days a week and barely knows the residents names.

In gymnastics I just got a trophy in first place making it the seventeenth one. My coach is keeping me motivated and determined, she pushes me because she knows I can do it.

I was out from gymnastics for almost a year with a injury. I don't wanna talk about it in public but if you're curious, I don't care to share, just send me a message. But, I've been cleared to do gymnastics from my doctor now and winning first place weeks after being cleared made the win that much greater.

After high school I wrote college applications everywhere. Duke, Wake Forest, NC State, NC Chapel Hill, Ohio State (to be close to DJ), I even put in one to Harvard for the fun of it, NC Greensboro, and ETSU (Eastern Tennessee State).

I got accepted into Duke, Wake, NC State, Ohio, and NC Chapel Hill to my surprise. The only college to have a excellent medical program was Duke, I never attended any college, just community. I still haven't even thought of college because to move up from CNA you have to work as a CNA for so long. I would love to move up to a NICU or LD nurse (labor and delivery).

I love to help people, that's why I pour my heart into working as a CNA.

My sister and I don't look alike, we're not identical. She has my moms blonde hair, I have brown like my dad. I have my moms blue and dads grey-blue eyes, my sister has blue. My eyes look like a pale green-blue, really neat looking.

So, um yeah. That's it. If you have any questions feel free to ask.

If you want to see any pictures I can post. If I remember how.  put I'll share. 

Thanks for reading.

With love,
️Paige️

 

I don't necessarily consider myself awesome.

21 years of life doesn't leave much to talk about, nothing interesting happens.

It's an odd topic, I am odd. I do things different, I know this is FF, I've been on it 2 years and counting. 

I posted this because no one else has, it's something new and whether the rest of FF likes it or not doesn't concern me. I got bored posting FF and wanted something new to change up FF forums. 