shut up christine


Friday, December 24, 2004
      ( 2:05 AM ) shut up christine  
en ce monde je suis perdu

brian ferrer's profile reads life will change in six months.
how true

when i can't sleep at night i like clicking on the little next blog>> button in the top right hand corner
i could read about the lives of random strangers for daaayyys
people are so interesting
my favorites folder is so long now
and there are a few people i've been following for years
i get attached and i care about them as if they were my friends
maybe i should get out more?
maybe this is why my dad keeps asking me if i meet up with men from the internet
i don't, by the way hmmph
but earlier this month i came across the blog of a girl named Jen
she's currently in Bulgaria doing the peace corps
and i've followed her blog because i was thinking about doing the peace corps also

she wrote an entry titled
The Great Things We Don't Consider
and i'm going to cut and paste some of it here i hope she doesn't mind

"In the process of living abroad you get used to the bigger things: the language, the ridiculously small grocery stores, the living arrangements, even the rhythm. It's the small things you really get hit by: the steepness of curbs, the way people laugh, the smell of the morning. What I miss from the States aren't the large things: the mobility (both economic and physical), the transparency in politics, the abundant diversity. I do miss them, but what I miss the most is the consistency. Your apartment will be heated, the appliances will work, the fuses won't be blown when you try to utilize more than one room at at time. It's the same with people too. When I think about the people I miss from the States I can think about all their traits and all the great things they shared with me, but what I miss is voices and smiles and laughs. I never thought about those things. They were just always there. I've noticed that I've become guilty of the same thing here too. Good things - and the good people who come with them - are easy to overlook. They're consistent - ever present in every way. They're so me that I've stopped considering them. Stopped appreciating. Stopped enjoying. And that's a big part of life's joy, I think, finding those things that bring you joy and really allowing it to fill you."

here's her link
woah what is going on, this week i've made so many life-changing decisions...months of planning have been erased because one or two ideas were planted into my head...if you pull one tiny link the whole fence falls down
funny how things work out
needless to say, i don't think i'll be turning in my application for the peace corps anymore sorry Phuong
i'm so lost someone tell me what to do
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