Hello!

Oh hi there! My name is Page. Not really. I don't want to start our relationship off with lies, but I've got some juicy tales in store for all you readers (i.e. the three friends i've actually told about this blog) about my job, which is a page in the South Carolina Senate. Even though the job pays less than what Lindsay Lohan is getting paid to act these days, it's the only job I've held for more than a few months so I don't want to fuck up my chances at maintaining my slave wages. And for those of you who have stumbled upon this blog because you googled "NBC Page," sorry, you won't be getting any inside info into the application process or the interviews because I haven't been through it myself, but I hope to someday. Sure, I'll still be doing bitch work, but maybe it'll be for Seth Myers (swoon). Right about now you're probably starting to think "screw this, I'm going back to my NBC page research...or maybe Facebook...or StumbleUpon...or ooh there's that piece of pie in the fridge..." At least that tends to be my train of thought, but if you stick around, you'll get the inside look into a recent college grad's life and job at a state senator's office where my main duties include making coffee, handing papers from one person to another and slowly dying of boredom and brain atrophy, if that exists. That last one isn't in the job description, but I bet you're on the edge of your seat waiting to hear more, eh?

So why start a blog when I can't even tell anyone who I am? I don't know, why the fuck not? You wanna start something?!?! No, wait! Don't go! But seriously, I used to have a blog with my two best friends in 8th or 9th grade called "The Perfect Threesome." We were awesome. We thought so, and so did our two fans (a special shout out to Dillion and Caitlin). Unfortunately, we had to make it private between the three of us because my bestie's dad found out about it and was not pleased about our risque conversations about boys and kissing and cooties and reading The Lord of the Flies and how much that totally sucked butt. But I digress. I started the blogging again for several reasons:
1. I'm really bored.
2. I liked blogging back in the day.
3. Who doesn't relish the thought of internet fame that doesn't include an embarrassing YouTube clip?

Are you still reading? Whew, good. That would be a real kick in my non-existant balls if you had already stopped.
You've already heard a little bit about my 8th grade days, but let me bring you up to speed on 2011 me. I just turned 23. I'm a TV and movie junkie. Spiders are my biggest fear. I graduated with a business major with Spanish and Chinese minors. I'm 3/4 Chinese and 1/4 Korean. Sandwiches are my favorite kind of food. I could be the world champion in procrastinating. If I could pick any super power to have, it would be teleporting.  I went to an all girls, six-week summer camp for seven years that my cabinmate's dad affectionately calls "Cult Mont Shenandoah," so named because we were dragged away sobbing at the end of each summer. I met some of my best friends there and wouldn't have traded one day there for any beach vacation.

I'm sure you're dying to read more, but enough for tonight, greedy readers. That piece of pie in the fridge is calling my name.