How It Goes

Having coffee and toast for breakfast.

Rather than a big focus on my homework that I should really have right now, I've decided to write about my really good day. It's going to be my study break. 1. I got to sleep in.  2. Both of my classes went by much easier than I thought they were going to.  3. My meetings were all rather nice.  4. I've made a better friend with someone that I wanted to be better friends with, so that's exciting.  5. My roommate and I went and got Coldstone ice cream after rehearsal.  6. We then drew dicks in the snow of someone who was triple-parked like an asshole (a passerby supported our artwork). So it's been a good day! Smiles all around! And smiles to all of you too. The FabKid

Well hey everyone! Fair warning before reading: this is basically what the contents of my brain barfed up at four in the morning after two very late nights and some extremely pissy moods. So, I think I miss my home. Especially if you know my schedule, you might think this is absolutely ridiculous considering the fact that I've been home so much recently. But that's not what I mean when I say that I miss home. Growing up basically my whole life I lived in this big old farmhouse. It was one of the best places ever, I loved every part of it, and every inch of our yard. My room was wonderful: it was a funky shape, and I had a window that was great for watching the weather happening, and my rainbow fan from when I was younger that I still love. The floors were creaky, and the wood was old enough that it was all smoothed down, and I even found a great hiding place that I never used (it was just enough to know that I could if I wanted to) that I found beneath a loose floorboard. T...

Being able to hang out with people that you don't see all that often.

Making new friends.

Having unexpectedly nice and relaxing days.

Waking up and not actually having to get up.

So, this is coming a bit early, but I've been thinking about it a lot lately, and I don't want to miss the date, so it's just going to get put up early.  My dad's birthday was on November 4th. I missed it this year, and that fact caused one of my bigger breakdowns so far this year. I hadn't realized that I had missed it until I saw a post on FB from my sister about it. I was already strung out from lack of sleep and studio work, so the fact that I missed his birthday just pushed me over the edge. I didn't want that to happen this time, so I wanted to get this all out beforehand.  As of this upcoming Thursday, February 27th, it'll have been six years since my dad passed away. In sixth grade, my dad was first diagnosed with cancer. We thought that he went into remission, but in seventh grade it came back, and that time, it was terminal.  This is something that I don't really talk about with people that much because it's still something that's r...

Hey everyone! Here's what's been up with me: Yesterday was actually pretty great! I cut out of work halfway through the day (we didn't have a lot of kids, the other instructors dealt with it fine on their own) and went and skiied with one of my friends who works at another resort, C. He works the race crew over at Treetops, so I went over and helped out some with the tear-down and other little things along the way. It was pretty great, and I even go to do a couple of the races! I haven't been able to ski like that in a while, free skiing with my friends. 'Cause skiing with friends is always is much more fun, ya' know? Plus, we were both on the ski team in high school, so it's nice to catch up. I've found that I apparently get along better with the guys on the team than the girls (less drama maybe?), either way, it made for a really nice day. Another fun adventure that we've (the roommates/friends and I) had in the past two nights is that we...

Days like these are what I miss come summertime. I'm back home today, doing ski lessons again, and today was AH-mazing! Sunny and warm and beautiful and basically one of the best days ever for skiing.  The hills looked great this afternoon! Taking a break on the chairlift after a full day of teaching. That's right, the cool kids have a space all to themselves.  This is a picture of the main lodge at the Otsego Club (where I work). It looks pretty nice, and they have real fires throughout the inside, and there's one wall on the inside that's a big window that looks out on the hill. This here is the annual ice sculpture that we make in Gaylord. That little blob in front of it is a person-yeah, it's kind of gargantuan right now, which is super great. I can't remember the last time it was this big.  Me! TheFabKid

So, it's been quite a while since I last posted in this thing. Last week was beyond crazy (was it really last week? It's all blurred together for me now), and so is this week, but I'm disregarding that fact and blogging, because that's my life. It is now about a month into the semester, and guess what guys, I made new friends! Yay me! I'm somewhat socially adept with other people (or adept at hiding my strangeness)! These exciting new people are three friends that I made in my math class that runs for two hours every Monday and Wednesday. That means that I spend upwards of at least four hours a week with these people,  so it's kind of a good thing that we're friends. The four of us (myself, another girl, and two guys) ended up being seated randomly next to one another, and that worked out surprising well, and as they say, the rest is history. It's actually really surprising for me to have made friends as quickly as I did. I'm normally pretty shy ar...

I think these valentines are so gold, even if you don't get them. These are a collection of valentines that specifically architecture students, but some others might too. They're just all so funny! I love them, a great deal. 

For two winters I've been working as a ski instructor at home (there are three of them near me). For me, home is four hours away, so after Christmas break I decided to come up every other weekend to work, and this is the second weekend that I've come up, and it's actually pretty nice. I get a weekend of real food and a little bit of relaxation. Anyway, I woke up this morning, and my first thought was, 'I do NOT want to go to work this morning.' And that was basically my mood all morning, all the way in, even as I was parked in the lot. But then I got out on the hill, and the kids I had in my lesson were waiting for me, and they were just so glad to see me that I couldn't help but get kicked out of my bad mood and into a good one. This was only their second time out ever skiing, and seeing them have a blast reminded me of why I was out there that day. Being a ski instructor is actually (I think) one of the best jobs that anyone can have. The kids You get paid to...