I am Victoria Paige. I have many stories. We all do. Don't give up on yours.
Classy kids don't plageurize. If it's on my blog and not mine, you'll know.

We don’t always crash choir concerts, but when we do, it’s MICDS, we’re late, we have to make our own parking spot, and we sit on the floor. AND it’s a surprise! :D #greatnight @alightershadeofgrey #friends #awesome (at MICDS Orthwein)
In a year I’ve gone from knowing the Peoria Rivermen exist to loving them dearly. This is the year I’ve gotten to know them and the year I’ve seen them go. I know maybe that doesn’t give me as much reason as some have to be sad. I feel frustrated with myself for feeling as strongly as I do about it. But I do. I can’t erase it. And I won’t.
I may have only known them for a year but I knew them. I may have only loved them for a year but I loved them. I have only a small stack of memories in comparison but they’re memories I won’t be letting go.
I have the Rivermen to thank for bringing together the group of some of my favorite people, and I have those people to thank for bringing me to love the Rivermen. This year I have grown to love them so much. I still will. Even though it’s time to say farewell to the Rivs, the great gals are for life. This year is something I won’t ever forget.
I’m having a stupid tough time in my life. I can’t relate to many people my own age easily. This is, I think, thanks to a mix of factors including but not limited to my being homeschooled, being a senior in high school but in college ‘full-time,’ and having the quirky maturity and deep-ness that I’ve always had. I don’t fit in with my age group but I usually get written off by people older than me because I’m only eighteen and I look much younger. So I just end up this lonely in-between-er. But I’m extremely thankful for those of you, some of whom are on this website, who are older than me and will just TALK TO ME and be my friend and treat me like a real person because that kind of thing is something I need so very badly at this point. The point of this post was to say thanks.
if kara n victoria r not ur friendship otp then u r wrong
I like these pictures a lot because they look like they were taken on some happy summer day and that’s something I need so much right now.

Rollerskating for the first time tonight! It’s groovy. And also not much like figure skating. #rollerskating #rollerblading #retro #blacklight #friends #goodtimes

Oh hey everyone, do you like my new t-shirt? I bet you do. I got it yesterday. It’s my new St. Louis Blues t-shirt that my awesome friend Victoria sent me, from actual America! Bask in its sunny glow.
LOOK WHAT GREAT TASTE MY AUTHENTIC ENGLISH FRIEND HAS IN SPORTS AND HOCKEY TEAMS!
I CAN’T DECIDE IF WHAT’S IN MY EYE IS BLUENOTE-SHAPED OR STAR-SPANGLED
I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS BECAUSE MY FAVORITE PERSON IN ALL OF BRITAIN TEXTED ME TODAY WITH THE CONFESSION THAT HE IS GETTING INTO HOCKEY AND THE BLUES
“So, I’m finding that you’re slowly rubbing off on me. I am getting into hockey, Victoria, and I’m powerless to do anything about it. X)
Bring on the Sharks. I hope the Blues add another notch to the Sharks’ winless streak.”

Benji Makes Victoria’s Day For Neither The First Nor The Last Time
Now I’m gonna find him streams when he feels like staying up all night his time and I will teach him our ways and AH

This is really the only picture I’ve got of people from this weekend. A bunch of these (a few not pictured) were the ones I got to know. Route 5 And Friends~
Anyway, my head is still pretty much spinning because I actually made friends. Before I knew it, it was 4am on Sunday morning, and I was running around campus goofing off and talking with a group of people I met just the day before. It felt like camp, except cold, and like we’re pseudo-grown ups.
My fear is that we’ll get back in August and never cross paths again. I hope that doesn’t happen because I liked hanging out with them. I hope it’s the start of something. :)
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