shut up christine


Sunday, February 28, 2010
      ( 2:44 PM ) shut up christine  
reasoning with unreasonable men

to loralei: 
my dad thinks the reason i'm not catholic anymore is because you and i went to a "retreat" in SD, and saw a chinese person get his back whipped?!?!? i told him he must be confusing me with someone else, because i have no idea what he's talking about. he says i'm so brainwashed that i can't remember. its like a witch trial in here, i think it started because i'm wearing black nail polish right now. save me

well i can't claim that he doesn't have faith. he has so much faith, it's blinding.  he strongly believes what he believes, even if he has to make-believe

all i have to say is
do it if it makes you happy
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Saturday, February 27, 2010
      ( 1:25 PM ) shut up christine  
Plan of Life

For most of us, the first thing we must do is to work -- to have a roof over our head, bread in our mouth, fire in our chimney -- for ourselves and for those who are dependent on us.  Work chosen and loved by a few, accepted and hated by most.

Then there is the joy we give to those we love, those who love us.  Joy and happiness given unreservedly, graciously, with a smile.  Gift of our time, strength, resignation, health, concentration, sleep, money, abnegation, calm -- received with or without gratitude.

There is that part of our life which we give to the world -- to show our gratitude of having had the privilege of being in this world -- the part we leave ... to others.  It may be a painting, a sonata, a hospital, a vaccine defying death, a law improving justice, writings opening the minds of some, actions and words bringing comfort to others.

Then there is the part which we give to ourselves, to develop the potential talents received at birth, or to give us the joy and serenity we need -- for ourselves or to share with others.  It may be music, philosophy, ballet dancing or mathematics, and reading, gardening, walking in forest or dreaming on the beaches.

But what portion of our time, strength and love must we give to each of these?

--Nicole Grasset, at the age of 20
(Nicole passed away at the age of 79, after having led a team of doctors to eradicate smallpox in the world, having started Seva Foundation and served the world in many ways, small and big.)
via iJourney
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      ( 12:50 AM ) shut up christine  
when i think of my reasons
some of them are stupid.
but, they are honest

i want to learn how to crochet so i can make these.
i want to bang out this spreadsheet so that i can file our taxes already.
i need to finish my application.
i have class.
i want to do my workout DVD.
there is a stack of great books under my bed waiting to be read. going through them is uber fulfilling.
i want to try to get in a run every single day.  i hate sacrificing this.
i'm going to study and i will put in my earplugs and completely ignore you.  don't take it personal.
en serio, i don't need physical intimacy, no one can satisfy me better than myself.
i want time to sit.
service.
i have work to do.
i need sleep, too.


when will i have time for you?
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Friday, February 26, 2010
      ( 1:07 AM ) shut up christine  
to sum it up
this is how i feel right now

this:
...listening to this
......while tapdancing
............in cowboy boots
...............and eating black licorice

translation:  like a badass.
(I DARE YOU to tapdance in cowboy boots then tell me you don't feel like a mothafreakin badass. i dare you)
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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
      ( 3:45 AM ) shut up christine  
ow oww my cheeks hurt so bad from laughing
i blame dean for showing this video to me
context:  the objective of this gameshow is to NOT laugh, no matter what...

if you have trouble getting these videos to play, refreshing the page or hitting enter first usually does the trick
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Sunday, February 21, 2010
      ( 3:22 AM ) shut up christine  
who, me?

You choose partners who will bring your deepest hidden fears to the surface.  Unfortunately, when those fears come to the surface, you often blame the other person for causing them.  You don't realize that it was your own inspired choice of partners -- driven by your need to grow beyond your fears -- that brought the material to the surface.  If you don't find your way out of this trap, you often pull back from the relationship and recycle the fears in some other relationship.

The conscious living (and loving) alternative: when your fears come up in relationships, take responsibility for them.  Don't blame others for causing them.  Instead, thank them for helping enlighten you, and ask for their support in helping you move through your fears to greater intimacy.

from A Year of Living Consciously:  365 Daily Inspirations for Creating a Life of Passion and Purpose
read this book if you can spare two minutes each day for a year.  99cents at half.com
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Friday, February 19, 2010
      ( 6:18 AM ) shut up christine  
i got you.

i asked d about his goals & what he would like to accomplish in the next few years
he hesitated before asking why do you want to know?
 
you know why?
i want to help you get there.


ps how cute is this?



sick.
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Thursday, February 18, 2010
      ( 1:22 AM ) shut up christine  

How much more there is now to living! Instead of our drab slogging forth and back to the fishing boats, there’s reason to life! We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill. We can be free! We can learn to fly!
 
The trick, according to Chiang, was for Jonathan to stop seeing himself as trapped inside a limited body that had a forty-two inch wingspan and performance that could be plotted on a chart. 
The trick was to know that his true nature lived, as perfect as an unwritten number, everywhere at once across space and time.

And he knew with practiced ease that he was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all.

Don't believe what your eyes are telling you.  All they show is limitation.  Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you'll see the way to fly.

from Jonathan Livingston Seagull
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Tuesday, February 16, 2010
      ( 2:05 PM ) shut up christine  
so true.  we lack an emulsifying agent :(

you and i are
like oil and water
we've been trying, trying, trying

to mix it up

we've been dancing on a volcano
and we've been crying, crying, crying
over blackened soles

babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
it will not be the last time
there is no parasol that could shelter this weather

i've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
and i’ve been dying, dying, dying
to let them go


We've been trying to believe everything would get better
we've been lying to each other
hey! babe! let's just call it, call it, call it
what it is!

oil and water.



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Monday, February 15, 2010
      ( 3:30 PM ) shut up christine  
i struggled with my runs last week, could barely do 3 milers.

i hypothesize that running on an empty stomach gives me less energy (ya think?!)
today i had a bowl of cereal an hour before, then knocked out 5 mi.
drinking enough water probably helps too. duh.
slowly learning how to listen to this body
please be patient and don't give up on me, feet!

this week's playlist:

for the last mile (i pretend i'm in a gatorade commercial)
yo C, you ready? yayehh turn me up here we go
 


cool down/ stretch (feels so good to blast this song when my legs are shaking!)
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Friday, February 12, 2010
      ( 3:02 AM ) shut up christine  
priorities. i'm just saying


guys come and go, but my education is mine. 
this is for me, and it will still be here for me, even when you are long gone
[i will] never let a man eff up compromise that
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
      ( 4:32 PM ) shut up christine  
personal revolution

shortly before my 25th birthday i "stopped" eating meat, in quotations, because every few months i would majorly relapse.  during finals week of this past fall semester (dec 2009) in that week alone i probably ate 3 whole chickens by myself

i have resisted labeling myself as a vegetarian (cause of all the meat binges and stuff)
but i've been thinking about this for over a year and a half
and i've decided that i'm going to full fledge it

i'm a veggie!!

i know you could care less, but choosing not to eat meat for the rest of my life is a radical and momentous decision for me

this is a whole nother discussion that i will not go into in detail
but if you are curious about my reasons, many years ago i read a book called Diet for a Small Planet by Frances Moore Lappe. it has had a very large impact on me.

there is also a BBC tv series called Blood, Sweat and Takeaways which explores the human cost of food production.  i recommend!
clip from Blood, Sweat and Takeaways:  Welcome to the Tuna Factory 

 everything is connected
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Tuesday, February 09, 2010
      ( 12:18 AM ) shut up christine  
magicals

if i could go back in time, when i had my entire undergrad ahead of me
i wish i would've focused more on math
i'm not mathematically inclined at all
it never came easily to me
and the few math-solving brain cells that i have are slow and worthless

but i wake up in the morning and something is telling me that i need to be working with numbers
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Sunday, February 07, 2010
      ( 5:32 PM ) shut up christine  
hindsight is 20/20 son
(i had to say it)

this is a recent facebook message from the first Love of My Life (circa 2005)
i'm not gonna lie, i teared up a little


exboyfriend: hey just wanted to let you know you are beautiful peeps.

me:  wow i think that's the first time you've ever said that to me.
who are you and what have you done to __?!?

jk. thank you
how's life? i haven't seen you in two or three years i think

ex:  really I should have said it every day then


every time an exboyfriend realizes this, an angel gets its wings
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Saturday, February 06, 2010
      ( 11:58 PM ) shut up christine  
keep under pillow
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      ( 2:08 PM ) shut up christine  
no, i'm not weird

i treat each run as if i've been training my entire life for it
i have a very specific routine
when i get to the gym parking lot
i put on radiohead's karma police (i find it eerie and haunting)
i coat each of my toes with a layer of vaseline
i put on a pair of thin synthetic socks, inside out
cover those with a pair of cushiony cotton-poly blend
double knot each shoelace
then i sit for a moment
and
slowly
lift
my
head

when you mess with us
     
       Radiohead - Karma Police - Watch more Music Videos at Vodpod.
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Wednesday, February 03, 2010
      ( 8:46 AM ) shut up christine  
this picture is intriguing, no?
the story behind it is even more so.
buddha boy
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Monday, February 01, 2010
      ( 9:35 PM ) shut up christine  
p.s. for what its worth

you walked up in here all quiet and shit and you ruined me
but in the best way 
i mean that as a huge compliment and i want to thank you for it
i will never be able to settle for a standard less than the one you set.
you're golden
so i think i will be single for a long time

only the best.  you've done a great thing for me
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      ( 5:03 PM ) shut up christine  
disclaimer: i'm on my period
aw i laughed when i saw this :(


if i could impart one heartfelt piece of advice to you, it would be this:

run, dude.
run from here, quickly.
you are a nice boy. i'm a train wreck. i'm causing a lot of chaos right now and i just need time to fix myself
if you leave before the bulk of the damage is done
both of us can walk away with some dignity intact

if you are reading this, spare me the pain of saying it in person.
see, i'm lowly and selfish. i'm asking You to give up what you deserve to hear face to face
the only thing i deserve is to go out in a blazing fire
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