Thank the lord for teen moms!

And not just any teen moms, the Teen Moms. Part of what’s great about my job is that it involves a lot of TV watching, including Teen Mom OG, which I watched long before I started working at The NC. So basically, [part of] my job is to watch awesome TV shows (also in my queue: The Royals, The Bachelor, and Keeping Up With The Kardashians).  I’ve watched almost all the episodes for this season of TMOG already –and my lips are Gorilla-glued shut so don’t even ask for spoilers–
so that I can blog about them. -vSI2uSt

The fun thing about that is that I’m not blogging about them on my blog – wait, sorry, did you think you were going to get a Teen Mom recap on this blog?  I’m blogging about them for the network itself. That’s right, folks, I am blogging for MTV! I’ve written for magazines and online sites before, but no offense to The Towerlight, I think MTV has a few more viewers (LOL). I was incredibly nervous to write the blog posts because, come on, no pressure, right? Right. Continue reading


Because this is the best thing I’ve ever seen.

Buck has no patience for this nonsense.

If you know me at all, you know I’m a Baltimore girl. Growing up, my parents had season tickets to O’s games, so I have memories at Camden Yards as early as like 6 or 7. My love for the birds fell off around high school, because, let’s face it, they totally sucked. But then, senior year of high school, I began dating a wonderful human being who is obsessed with the Orioles. It took awhile for me to warm back up to baseball, but now that I have, it’s totally different than I remember it.
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Instead of Giving Up Something for Lent…I Decided To Try Cooking

The title says it all. If you know me at all, you know I’m not a good cook, chef, baker, or any other synonymous words. (Also, if this post isn’t great, it’s because I’m watching Fallon. But it should be … Continue reading

Am I Ready to be a Wife?

I think we all know the answer to that question.

I read a post from a fellow blogger, Natasha Craig, about what she gave up when she got married, and it was wonderful. I’m not going to give you a spoiler, because I think you should read it. She got married when she was 19, a year younger than I am now. (Yeah, sorry, the blog is still called Nineteen Going on Ninety because Twenty Going on Ninety isn’t nearly as catchy.) Of course, people told her not to and told her all the horror stories, how it would end in divorce, etc, etc.Image

She talks about how she did give up a lot, and what it meant to her. My favorite quote was: “I went home on June 8th in someone else’s car, to sleep in someone else’s bed, and breathe someone else’s air. It would never, from that moment on, be just ‘me’ anymore.” She says that her marriage brings her so much happiness that she even wishes she got married sooner than she did.

I think that’s amazing! But I don’t think that’s for everyone. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with getting married young- God has a different plan for everyone. Two of my best friends got married at 20, and I can’t imagine it happening any other way. But I also don’t think there’s anything wrong with waiting to get married until you’re older. I have friends that have been married for almost a decade, and they’ve said that the first year of marriage is going to be incredibly hard no matter what – you know, “you’re never ready” – so if you’re committed to marriage and staying together, it doesn’t matter if you do it at 19 or 29.

However, I respectfully disagree. Not about the first year of marriage being hard, because I’m sure it will be. I don’t want to share my bed with anyone. Ever.

I also agree that yes, you’re probably never going to be completely ready for marriage. But I’d like to get close to ready, and there’s multiple reasons why I’m not there yet. 

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For Those With a Love of Sugar

Hello, world! Since you read my blog, you must be literate. And if you’re literate, there is no reason why you shouldn’t be reading my friend Taylor’s blog. She’s narrating for you- in her wonderful, funny, sometimes totally inappropriate way- … Continue reading

Writers Block?

I’m not going to write a blog.

I just had like 3 paragraphs of nonsense typed out that I was going to elaborate on in this blog post. That’s when I realized: I am way too tired to write anything of decent quality. College has been rough the past couple weeks, and I’m a month in and I am feelin the pressure.

I’m exhausted, and I have nothing particularly worthwhile to talk about. So if you have any ideas or topics you want me to write about, throw them at me! Truong, I’m talkin to you! You’re the one who always gets on me about writing another post, so help me out with ideas.

Goodnight from me, xoxo.

Paige 101

Hello, blogging world.

So basically, I got a blog because my friend Taylor convinced me to do it. And also, I love it when people listen to me talk. No, not actually. I’m assuming that very few people will read this, and of the three that do, none of them will actually know me, so I’ve got nothing to lose. I’m a Mass Communications major, so I figured I can get a head start on “columnist life” and share my struggles as a young woman and

full time college student with a part time job.I feel so SJP from Sex and the City already.

Soon enough, there’s going to be plenty to blog about in my life. I’m finishing up my second year at community college and I’m moving into my own place in exactly 2 months and 2 days. Well, not exactly my own place. It’s a one bedroom that I’m sharing with my closest friend of over five years. They say not to live with your friends, so we’ll have to see how that goes. I got two jobs in Towson, oh, that’s where I’m moving to, obv. Can I juggle two part-time jobs and a full time college workload? Hell if I know, we’ll just have to find out.

My first blog post may just be an awkward fail, but who do I need to impress. Other than Cosmo, InStyle, E News, whatever, no big deal. Hopefully I can document my ups and downs in life, and growing up, and that can be entertaining for those that will laugh with me at the curveballs life throws.