Another sweet pic from Steamboat!

That is all.

HEYO!

So, new trimester began this week. It's not going to be too bad, I guess. I only have 3 real classes because 4 hour P.E. is ridiculous. There are only 4 people that are not seniors and not my friends in the class. The class freaking rocks! Other than that, I have Workplace...which I hear is pretty easy but I have a student teacher named Mrs. Casey that I'm not too sure about. She looks identical to Amy's mother and it frightens me every day. Spanish...which is boring as hell. I think I'd rather have Mr. Massey than Mrs. Thompsen, even though Mr. Massey and I do not get along at all. He thinks he's always right and I think he's retarded. Mrs. Thompsen seriously makes me want to hurt myself in class though. Like I actually contemplate suicide. And finally, I have Comp. Easy.

On a more happier note, I have a date to prom. He's ugly, but I'll deal. Haha, just kidding. Jeff is a good man. Anyway, I'm pretty pumped about it! We're actually going to have a "group" to go in this year. And by group, I mean all us girls have dates. Weird.
Jeff wants to get a bright orange tux to match my bright orange dress. Haha. I hope that pulls through!

Someone back me up on the fact that "many of times" is a freaking saying. It MAKES sense, right? Becca's a retard. Damn Canadians.

There are MANY OF TIMES when I wonder if Becca actually does, in fact, have a mental disorder.

Steamboat, CO is the greatest place on earth.

I spent quality time with the the Sheppard family and the midge. Snowboarded for a total of 3 days. First day, sucked it up and bruised my knee. I look awfully hardcore now. Second day, went on a TID bit harder run. I was doing well, but then caught from edge, probably got some air, and face planted right into an icy landing. It was sweet. I had a fat lip. I didn't know my lips could get much bigger. Third day, well....lets just say I tore up the slopes like it was my job. Gosh, I'm good.

PICTURES:

Snow much? Hahaha. Don't leave your car outside overnight.

Outside the condo.

I'm the only gay eskimo....

Riding up the Gondola to the "Western BBQ." I am deathly afraid of heights, I think.

The fat lip. Check it!

What.

Richard eating rare meat. Yum!

That's it for now, folks! I'll be back...don't you worry.

"I'm your sister!"

What a good night...

(Yeah, it's a beaver hat.)

"Lemme touch your beaver!"