I am Christina from Grey’s Anatomy

Note: Do not continue reading thinking you are going to learn something from this post at all because I am just musing.

Okay, so I am not really Sandra Oh.

But right now I am going through a marathon of “Grey’s Anatomy”, and I am on Season 2, Episode 18 – “Yesterday”.

Here’s the scene I was watching the other day that has some seriously brilliant acting.


Background: Christina fake moved in with Preston (Dr. Burke) and kept her old apartment without telling him.

He found out and he was (understandably) upset because he thought she had committed to him by moving in.

Christina: Umm..

Dr. Burke: I.. am Preston Burke. A widely renowned cardiothoracic surgeon. I am a professional.

And more than that, I am a good and kind person.

I am a person that cleans up behind myself, I am a person that cooks well.

And you, you are an UNBELIEVABLE slob. A slovenly, angry intern.

I am Preston BURKE.

And you, you are the most competitive, most guarded, most stubborn, most challenging person I have ever met.

And I love you.

What the hell is the matter with you that you just won’t let me?

Christina: I gave up my apartment 20 minutes ago?

Dr. Burke: Alright then.


Where am I going with all of this?

Nowhere really.

I just felt an immediate kinship with Christina, the character, especially in comparison to BF.

I am not really a slovenly, slobby intern who doesn’t know how to cook …. but I am certainly nowhere as organized, rational, scheduled and as controlled as BF.

Sometimes I feel like I am the slovenly, disorganized, disheveled half of the couple.

Sometimes I like to eat crap, and it makes him wrinkle his nose and gag slightly. (Like ramen — that stuff is really disgusting if you read what the seasoning is made out of.)

Sometimes I don’t want to do certain things, and I procrastinate a bit.

Sometimes I strew my stuff all over the place and I don’t neatly organize everything into 90 degree piles like BF.

Sometimes I feel like the stubborn, totally irrational one (but in my defense, he is also stubborn!)

Sometimes I feel like I don’t know enough about cooking.. at least, not for fancy French cuisine.

That being said, clearly he loves me for other qualities (or perhaps I am just exaggerating my faults in my head).

It’s almost like we’re two peas in a pod, but still different enough in personality to need and want each other.

I balance him out with a more chilled out, easy-going “don’t worry” attitude when he gets all paranoid.

I remind him not to go into extremes as is his personality, such as giving up TOO many things to the point where we have to re-purchase them again.

So Christina? I hear you.

Sometimes it’s hard to feel like the “bad” one, and our other halves may not know it, but they secretly enjoy part of it.


About the Author

Just a girl trying to find a balance between being a Shopaholic and a Saver. I cleared $60,000 in 18 months earning $65,000 gross/year. Now I am self-employed, and you can read more about my story here, or visit my other blog: The Everyday Minimalist.