While I was packing my books last night and contemplating which ones to keep, a realization hit me. If I hadn’t touched these books these past two years, when I’ve had ample down time after work and on the weekends, will I really pick them up during medical school? As it is with books and other hobbies, I am eager to start but rarely follow through, and so I keep repacking things that I hope to dab more into once I move to a new place. This may have been a more realistic expectation leaving college. But now I need to embrace the fact that for the next 4 (or maybe even 8?) years, spare time will be more sparse, and I will be forced to prioritize quiet times, sleep, friends, family, etc. Still it saddens me a little that I won’t be reading about film-making, or soap bubbles, or letters of Van Gogh. But part of growing up is letting go, right? I mean, I have yet to miss anything I tossed away during my last move. Heck, I don’t even remember what I left behind…
May 16, 2012
It’s been 22 years, but it feels like yesterday. We still miss you, Jim.
Love what they did, and what they wore.
May 13, 2012
If this isn’t a great argument for joining Women for Obama, we don’t know what is.
Happy Mother’s Day!
(Source: definitionofdisney)
May 7, 2012
You learn when you want to be like somebody, so you copy them, you learn from them. You learn when you’re curious. And you learn when you’re willing to try something and it doesn’t work and you try something else. Caring about something, being curious about something, and recognizing that something doesn’t work—you have to have a certain degree of emotional security. You have to be able to be open and vulnerable.
Children who become peer oriented, because the peer world is so dangerous and so frought with bullying and ostracization and dissing and exclusion and negative talk, how does a child protect himself from all that negativity in the peer world?
Those children become very insecure, and emotionally, to protect themselves. They shut down. They become hardened, they become cool. Nothing matters. Cool is the ethic. It’s all about aggression, and cool, and no real emotion. When that happens, curiosity goes because curiosity is vulnerable, because you care about something and you’re admitting that you don’t know. You won’t try anything, because if you fail your vulnerability is exposed. You’re not willing to have trial and error.
Gàbor Mate (via steve-kim)
I wish I could use Photoshop for my move…
April 30, 2012
When I am so perceptive of others’ pride, that is when I am most blinded to my own.
April 28, 2012
I am now the proud owner of these white converse low tops. I know I know, where have I been the last 20 years. Prior to these shoes, I never owned sneakers that I would just wear normally. After I tripped and fell on my face in middle of the road while wearing my combat boots (my usual go-to shoes, with hooks and dangerously long shoelaces that get caught on those hooks), I decided it was time to invest in some sneakers. So I’ve been researching and imagining what kind of sneakers these would be, Toms? Keds? Vans? Converses?!
Here are my 2c on sneakers. No matter how much I want to like them, Toms remind me of foot-binding in China, and some reviews I read concerned me… “omg I LOVE these shoes. I am buying my second pair because my first ones developed holes.” Built for comfort, yes, but durabilty? Not convinced. I do like the normal Keds lace-up sneakers. But the white ones are just too plain and Sophie expressed extreme disappointment that I would even consider such boring shoes. Yes, I need approval from girlfriends before purchasing shoes.
So I decided on these white converses. I love that they are so versatile and look so good with jeans. I love the red trimming. Also, my favorite French fashion blogger Garance endorses them, and fashionable women everywhere seem to be styling these. I’m pleasantly surprised to find that they are actually quite comfortable, and the sole is nice and thick so I am hoping that these shoes will take me far. :)
