Tuesday, March 30, 2010

an update.

I turned 20 on Thursday. Yup. Most people on their 20th birthday do grown up, classy things, like go to dinner, or have a nice party. Me? Well, I went to work to find my desk covered in Care Bear wrapping paper, with a cake, princess plates and napkins, and a sash that said "Birthday Princess" on it. After work/the festivities that went along with it, Stephen and I went to the mall and enjoyed shopping (even though I was in the dressing room most of the time :]).

At around 6, a bunch of us met and went to the beach, where we played volleyball, leapfrog, and made a human pyramid. Later, we went to the eternal flame and made s'mores then had a little worship and prayer session. It was really nice! :]

So maybe I didn't have the most "adult" birthday, but it was nice to see that even though I'm not a "kid" anymore, I still have a young, fun spirit!

This weekend I AD'd Index of a Madman. This independent film was produced and directed by a group of Regent freshman. They rented all their equipment and pulled the shoot off quite well. My only complaint is that no one knew protocol. It's tough running a set when no one knows the proper way to act on set! But either way, it was a fun experience. We shot in an abandoned insane asylum!! I am SO tired though.

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Picture of the Day: Index

Tuesday, March 23, 2010


The LORD your God is with you,
he is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
he will quiet you with his love,
he will rejoice over you with singing"

Zephaniah 3:17

Friday, March 12, 2010

This is my life.

I got asked out today by a guy. At Wawa.

Who asks people out while they are pumping gas?

This is the story: Christen pulls into Wawa parking lot. She starts pumping gas. Boy looks at her. Walks inside Wawa. Boy comes out of Wawa, notices my New Jersey license plate. Tells me he's from New York. We talk briefly about school. He asked if I had a boyfriend. I said no. Then realized I should have said yes. He proceeded to ask me out. I said "Dude, I don't know you." He replied with "Well we could get to know each other." I said. "I'm flattered, but no thank you." He respectfully went to his car. I went toward my car. I stopped, turned around, then told the boy that even though I was not interested, I still appreciated the fact that he had the courage to ask a girl out because a lot of boys just don't do that anymore."

Then I drove to New Jersey.

The end.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Reasons why I am happy :]

1. Today is BEAUTIFUL, 71 degrees in Virginia Beach
2. I got the RA position! :] I will be living on the 3rd floor with the upperclassmen girls.

So stoked!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Yet another facebook post...

Nic is learning Greek. I am learning Italian. Stephen is annoyed. Enjoy :]

Monday, March 8, 2010

Today I tried to see how long a facebook status can be.

This is the message that came up:

After typing this:
This is me trying to figure out how many characters my facebook status can be. I am going to keep on typing until facebook makes me stop. I am sitting in my interactive communications class and we are learning about twitter. I love how I am required to have a Twitter account for this class. Oh the joys of being a journalism minor. Oh, yeah, I bought kumquats the other day at Trader Joes. They are delicious. This is my first, and definitely not last kumquat experience. I also bought these fantastic cinnamon raisin British muffins. Man, this status just keeps going and going and going. I climbed a tree last night. On the side of Centerville Turnpike. There was a nice little perch for me to sit on. Hey, 39% of Twitter users are between the ages of 18 and 24. Bahhh status. You are too long! I am running out of things to talk about. Oh, I found my other blue flip flop yesterday. It was "stolen." Sommmeeeonnnee decided to hide it in the fire extinguisher case. My life. Hey, the first ever UNDERGRAD spring film is wrapped. So exciting. Crew and cast: you were a pleasure to work with. Also, I love how my spring break started on Saturday. Sigh. I wonder if I click "share" right now facebook will tell me that my post is too long. because this is REALLY STINKING LONG. Sigh. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA four rows of As and STILL going. Man, I shouldn't have told my professor I would do this. Now I'm barely paying attention because I'm focused on this. Prof Finch is stippling on the board. Talking about pointillists. Hmm.. Why is twitter important (this is on the powerpoint) It is "Real Time Web." Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I might be going home this weekend. I have to see. Right now this week already looks slightly overwhelming. Ready? Time to list all my favorite things. Color: Red, animal: elephant, food: breakfast, sport: snowboarding, then lacrosse, instrument: piano, brother: Charlie, sister: Catherine, word: ubiquitous, candy: Swedish fish, chocolate candy: M n Ms, class: I think Studio Production, friend: you, place: anywhere with snow or a beach, fruit: gah, bananas? or mango? that's a stupid question. Saturday, I slept until 1. Then decided I wanted an omelet so I went to Harris Teeter and got omelet stuff. And orange juice, with pulp. So good. I am really satisfied with my bedroom arrangement. Like, seriously, the whole mattress on the floor thing is so appealing. Unconventional, and very PC (Predictable Christen) Ahahahaha Josh Shook. Boo facebook. I miss the days when facebook statuses were short. Okay, I'm tired of typing things. So. Stinking. Tired of it. 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I just want to be done with this already. cgldskjglsdghdlsjghldskjdsighskgjdlkjldgjsdkgjekljsgldkhglkdfsjgsljghdsgjldksgjisghsklgfdkghlsdkgjdgklhelkgdsnmvchybkjnlamsdf;dgnjbnmvd'lakopsgdfkljhgcrdfghjlkhglyftdyrtclvyhbkjhvckgghkjkcfghjkjhgdfghjkjhgfhjkhgsgkhdslgkdjgkhfkjdjkhjdfkjgdksjfndlkfhjoeihlkdnjflkadhioehlkdngujhbdshghghghghghghghghghhhhhhhhlkfnasjgepiktwnlakgsdgjshdgkjghohlkgdfkjgdlkfjdfklfjkghkjdkhgjkfhgkjityepowithgdlksgnouewghdowdhlsnfuygqfe897rtyhl4kjwentgo4u82y;ht68o4y3toryu2394io5ptweth942u5092139y5t4u3ihtj39025u48397yth482ohto428y582045739580492783245y32p95u24-t90weuh8fdisujkhnjoikewhdfsu8ighieowkjnmdfgiosjklhfgoi;dkgh;kudhlgiapdwgkherwoi;ahgiwehg;leiwhgdlfkhgiowehtipeowhk;dishgpoieqhwgldisjhgpiewahg;oiwhtegiaow;hkg;oiewhakgsgksdgjdisth4938iowterdghksfmvcx,n o;ikhj64rtegdfis9cvxohjklm,34ertdfgscvxyiohjk,m65egrdfuv9iojklm,4trwegfdyoihjk45twey8fiohljkn524twe8yfdisuhjkl43taerwgy8hiuljk,4twareg8sdyiuhjk4twaer8ysdiuhlj4twaer8ydhiukj4twaerydhisulkj4twaeryg8fhouiljk4tawe8yohiuljk4tware8gouhlkj4tawe8rygohiuljk43twaer8yguhijlk4treg8yfhiulj4twareg8hioujk4twarg8yhiujkl4argeouihlkjrawguihjklrwagedhiujklmrtwagedfhaejgfhmghfgdsf. That's it. I've had it.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Remember, oh God!

I've seen a pattern in my reading over the past few weeks.


"Has God forgotten to be merciful?
Has he in anger withheld his compassion?
Then I thought, "To this I will appeal;
the years of the right hand of THE
MOST HIGH. I will remember the deeds
of the Lord; yes, I will remember your
miracles of long ago. I will meditate on all
your works and consider all your mighty deeds."
-Psalm 76: 10-12

I think I just forget. I get busy and caught up in school and work and life that I disregard the fact that GOD. IS. STILL. GOD. Despite my films, my friendships, my good days, my bad days; in it all He is still sovereign, He is still in control.

"I sought the Lord and he answered me;
he delivered me from all my fears."
-Psalm 34:4

If I do not SEEK the Lord, how can I expect Him to move, to keep His promises?

and gave me strength, so that through
me the message might be fully proclaimed
-2 Timothy 4:17

When it comes down to it, it's not about me. It's not about you, your mom, your grandpa. It's about HIM. I am FULLY CONFIDENT that the Lord will stay true to the promises He claims, but unless we trust Him with everything else, should He really keep His word?


Monday, March 1, 2010