Showing posts with label Snowboarding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snowboarding. Show all posts

Hey, Soul Sista

My weekend getaway was incredible.
Snow conditions were prime.
*cough*terrainparkreallysucked


I didn't have my camera when we actually boarded real slopes.
However, it was so packed that we had to park a mile away.
And. Walk.
A mile, no big deal.
However, in snow clothes and equipped with a board it's quite the trek.
Worth it, though.

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Blahblahblah.
We went sledding the next day.
I had my camera.
And tried to recreate my boarding glory-days from just 24 hours earlier.

FAIL.
There were little hills.
Actually, hills is too generous of a word.
Little bumps.
Which I tried to take Shaun White* style.
But resulted in..well..nothing.
Very flat. Little speed. Minimal air.


So I just stuck with sledding.
I was giggling like a five year-old.
I think I had more fun than my brother.


It was great.


Happy February 1st.

What are you looking forward to this month?


*Shaun White: (noun) Winner of the last 4 X games. Pretty much the shiz dot com backslash FIERCE


[Train]



I have this weird habit..

Anytime I throw a straw wrapper away, I tie it in a knot and rip it. I have to. It's not even a free-agency decision. My freewill is gone.

I drink EVERYTHING with ice. For example. Today. I had some fresh-squeezed OJ..with ice. Sick? Nope. Tasty, indeed.

I sing to myself when I snowboard. Quite loudly, I might add. And slightly off-tune. :]] Ohh..for the love!

I find one song that I love. And listen to it. Over and over and over. Eventually, I grow rather tired of it. Then hate it. (EXCEPTION: Lydia. <3)

I bite my straws. Sick-le-ick, I know. This boy-who-lived-in-my-heart-once-upon-a-time got me stuck on that habit. Blast.

I draw on e'ry-thang. School notes, personal notes, receipts, surveys, final papers, AP exams...*cough*Hannah-Montana-on-calculus-free-response-#4*cough* <--AND I got a 5; take THAT AP test!! BOO YAH.



{Pretty much} I'mma freak :]





My Current Obsessions..Take a looksie.

Seriously, who doesn't like Clue? I love it. I love playing it. Particularly being Mrs. Peacock, and killing people with the wrench. Actually, I just used to wrench when I played Barbies and macho-Ken would fix my plastic blue Barbie Jeep (actually, I believe it was Skipper's Jeep..). That's beside the point.


I also love pizookies. I make/eat at least one a week. Sometimes more. It's deliciously deadly. But why die skinny, yaknowwhatimsaying?

I'm kind of a little obsessed with this hobby called picture-taking. It's a standard must-do. And I'm 87.33% sure this little guy will be MINE in less than 13 days AEEEYYYYI!!! :]] If you would like any pictures done as I begin the process of testing 'er out lemme know.

Gladiator shoes {aka Jesus shoes} are like TEHbomb.com. And that is that. WWJD, son.

Patrick Watson. Click here to listen to only the most chillaax song ever. Then when you're done, listen to THIS song by M83. Zohhmahgawsh. Do it. DOOO ITTTT. You will not be sorry. And if you are, you have a rather eccentric taste in music. {PS that M83 song is in only the best snowboard film EVER. That's It That's All. Check out this teaser. CLICK MEEEEE} Oh. But what you have to do (Yes. Have. I am watching you..) is watch the video, mute its sound, and have M83 open in another window and listen to that whilst proceeding to enjoy Travis Rice in his glory and only IMAGINE what the real video is like. Omg. Movie night. Srsly.


I think it's apparent that I ramble. I go from Clue to Barbie..and Patrick Watson to snowboarding. Ayy.