That's right. I live at the
Colorado Rocky Mountain School now. That means I can kayak as part of one of my subjects, have coffee whenever I want, see really hot guys from all over the world all the time, etc.
I'm too lazy to actually write for all of you guys so I just copied and pasted an email or two for my friends (not that you aren't my friends, just one's that I've spent, like, my whole life with. Anything in bold is from my new friend, Julie. She's insane.
10.09.04
"Salut!...again
I got all prepared to go to "landscaping" and then realized I don't have it today. Haha. I am so smart. So right now, I'm avoiding doing homework, which takes me about three hours each night to do. And I'm avoiding my new friend Julie
(anything like this is what she said) because she is running after me with a Febreeze bottle that has half water/half Febreeze in it and keeps spraying me repeatedly with it. My back is all sticky and wet (when I tried to retaliate with my full Nalgene bottle, she started running AWAY from me, but I put it back in the dorms).
ANYWAYS, I suppose you're all wondering what I've been up to (or maybe you aren't, I wouldn't know). I guess I'll just start (somewhere) in the beginning.
Orientation was on the 27th and it was basically, for the most part, just a bunch of teachers, parents, and students milling around and "getting to know each other". After that, the students broke away from parents and formed a huge circle on the lawn. We had to hear a lot of speeches that day, and then we all, still in a circle, had to sit on each other's laps. I sat on the lap of this really tall, blond guy. It turns out his name is Anders. After all of that, we met up with our groups for Wilderness and played a few games against another group across the lawn (one handed Frisbee golf while twirling in circles towards the goals as a group and a sort of three legged race with the whole group tied together). We repacked our bags and such then went off for sleeping in a temporarily set up dorm room.
These were the people in my group (you might even know a few...I didn't)
Keenan Conway -Glenwood <--he's really funny (he has a cartoon character named Meth-head Fred running for President in 2008 with a campaign of "Fight AIDS with Cancer") and Julie likes him
....... alot -jules
Griffin Bjorkman -? <--His brother goes here too and he and Keenan pretended they were gay.
quite hilarious
Cody Morrison - Carbondale <--immensely short and skates/snowboards, etc.
Jade Bath - Carbondale <-- left because of knee problems
Reed McKiney -Evergreen <--I think he hates me because I hang out with Julie and they don't get along very well
Sean Tankersley -? <--very hot, but quiet and I don't know enough about him.
he's REALLY attrrrrrrractive.
Julie Bomerbacks- houston (but before she was in Indiana, then Egypt, then Bolivia, then Scotland) <--was a bit high maintence and not always incredibly smart (thought Kilimanjaro was in Australia) but we're friends
p.s. this is julie .... that whole mount kilamangaro thingy so was not my fault!!!! really! it seemed to make sense until i was told otherwise... <--That was her. She always says that things aren't her fault when they are. But she's not always like that. She CAN be smart...I guess.
Hiking around in the wilderness was next. The following ten days were a blur. We all spent three days at a site, working on water bars on a trail (fun with shovels and pickaxes!) and then making a bridge over a creek about half a foot long. We went back down the trail and got DOUBLE the supplies and travelled up to Sawyer Lake, where we spent the night and then the next morning we hiked over this INCREDIBLY steep ridge (with those huge backpacks on!). Gus- I didn't completely freak out from my fear of heights! Ha! I win! (I actually did shake a bit because it was scary as hell, but I didn't cry or anything!) We were all exhausted, but we had to go another few miles. Our campsite was all slanted, so Julie and I (the only girls after the other girl left due to knee problems) were under a tarp (our required make-shift tents) and sliding down partly in our sleeping bags. Day six was much worse. Already tired from the day before, we split our group up into two smaller groups and staggered(-ish) up the hill. But we missed the spot we were supposed to meet up and had hiked an extra two miles! We still had several miles to go from there and couldn't find the other group, so we just camped in a spot until morning. We ended up only being about ten minutes away (I kept hearing voices and they thought I was crazy) and they tried to scare us. We all decided to meet up in the morning and once we did so, we broke off again to do solos. That was very fun because I spent much of my time skipping around/singing/going into insane dancing fits (I know, it is scary)/sleeping, but we had to cut it down from 24 hours to 12 since we were behind, hiking wise. Right as our solos finished, the weather, which had been spectacular, took a turn for the worse. However, at this point, it was only some rain. Day 8, we were hiking out of the solo area and around 2:00 or so, it actually began snowing. We had to find a spot to quickly set up camp and get warm, so we just jumped off the trail. We all threw on every single dry layer and curled up into our sleeping bags. Sadly, though, Julie and I had to get out to make dinner since it was our night. We made soup and were nice enough to collect the guys' Nalgene's and bring it to them in their tarps, but they were ungrateful because a ton of the soup stuff stuck to the bottom so for the next few days it tasted a bit like soup. The next morning, cold as it was, we were forced to climb over this pass in the wind and occasional snow fits (I think we only got there because the instructers told us about an emergency vehicle when we got down. We did it in record(-ish) time and made six miles in less than four hours. But then they wouldn't bring us back to the school (!) so we had to hike more and spend the night. It was hard work, but well worth it, especially with these bonds I've formed with my co-backpackers.
Then we all came back and I got settled (sort of) into the dorms. My roommate is named Audrey Taylor and she has dreadlocks. She's pretty cool. I have realized that I have absolutely no clothes. I will be doing laundry about twice a week to avoid wearing dirty clothes
( ewwwww, diirty clothes -julie ( ive been reading this as shes writing it....) 
< smiley face ). Bleh.
Then we wandered around all day (Julie and I). We had to meet together with our advisee groups and had a formal dinner. The food here is very good, most days. Classes started a couple days ago and schedules have been messed up for this week.
My schedule is as follows (as if any of you care):
World Geo(graphy)
Biology
Algebra (it's so easy, but if I want to catch up next year, I can take Algebra 2 and Geometry at the same time, but homework takes so long as it is...Note: Sean just walked in. He is hot...now he left again...)
French
Art
Study Hall
English
Free Period (only one a day! and none on Wednesday! argh!)
My active curriculum is kayaking and landscaping (which I haven't done yet. Yesterday was my first day for intermediate kayaking but I can't roll, so I'm in BEGINNER (!!!). They say that I can move up when I master my roll though and it's not completely horrendous to start over.
she hates it. it hurt her pride incredibly. it was insanely funny. <--No, it wasn't. She basically shouted it across the Bar Fork (cafeteria place). yeah, i'm not really that sensitive to fellow classmates feelings.
I can have warm hot chocolate/french vanilla cappucino/coffee/chai any time of day here!
Life is awesome here, but there's a ton of homework. Everyone here is really friendly too. And (I apologize guys, but...it is full of incredibly hot guys here! And a guy that sort of looks like Mike...except blond(-ish).
Yay! That took me an insane amount of time to write. We have a dorm barbeque thing pretty soon so I'm going to go now!
BYE GUUUUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it was fun adding my most excellent comments in here. i got essided and didnt have to amuse myself by spritzing my pants and miss Iris with my fabreeze/water bottle!!! yayness.
She really is insane. But at least that part ISN'T her fault."
11.09.04
"CRMS has one hundred and thirty-three students and twenty-seven of which are freshman. There are supposed to be forty for each year. I bet you have twenty-seven freshman in at least three of your classes. Classes here usually have about seven to ten people.
This morning I got up at ten and at brunch. There was a bunch of strawberries and watermelon and this awesome flaky crusted spinach thing (yum!) and bagel and cereal and zucchini bread and the list just goes on and on... Plus I figured out that if you put hot chocolate (from the machines that keep it really hot all the time) into a mug and put a mint tea bag in it, it makes mint hot chocolate. Yum. Also, at any time of day, I can have chai stuff, french vanilla cappucinos, coffee, decaf coffee, mocha coffee, etc. YUMYUMYUMYUM!
There are people from all over the world here. A (bare with me, Will and Gus) really hot German guy who walks around with headphones all the time, a guy named Sean from Venesuela who, as I pointed out earlier, is extremely hot. A Swedish guy named Sebastian who wears tight jeans and is hot, a really funny guy from India named Kirti who's in my French class, the guy from Carbondale that looks like Mike named Fred (he wears trucker hats all the time and has blond hair though), some girls from Japan and Korea that are really nice named Mimi Yasuda and Lily Jeong (she's Julie's roommate), and a ton of people from around the states.
While I'm writing this, beside me are girls from India and Germany typing on computers as well. Ooh. The aformentioned German guy just came in. *stupid grin* I feel pretty superficial though because I don't even know his name and haven't really talked to him. (
UPDATE! His name is Sam!)
The sophmore guys' dorm is so much nicer than the girls'! And it's so much closer to the buildings. We have to walk across this gravel thing that's supposedly half a mile long at least four times a day (and on nights that we have formal dinners, we're all wearing skirts and fancy shoes and it is FREEZING).
Well, stay in touch, mes petit amies!
-Iris"
12.09.04 -->To just my friend Shauni/Liz (?)/Captain Kasploosh/etc.
"
Hey Shauni (what's with the Liz thing?)
This font color really doesn't match with the background.
Your letter more than enough makes up for it (I scolded Gus for sending me about three lines compared to yours). I hear you completely on the homework part (I've spent all weekend ignoring it). But it definitely helps by having two hour dorm study on weekdays and study hall for forty minutes on Fridays. I hope it becomes less depressing for you as time goes on (I hate to gloat but it is completely awesome here, aside from the homework).
We can sign out for lunch if we want, too, but the food here is actually good enough (and vegetarian optionized at every meal) that you WANT to stay.
You suck since you get to sit with Gus in Spanish (Julie is ecstatic since she is with Keenan in Spanish II) but cest la vie, that is life. And yes, I still sort of like him, but it's not very likely that I'll just come back all the two million (ten) miles and steal him from you. It's what I get for ditching you guys for Venesualan/German (sitting next to me on either side in here)/Whatever guys and everything. And Luna means Moon. I am not that incredibly stupid, you know.
It seems like this school is a natural beautician. Everyone but the freshman class is full of hotness and the girls make you feel inferior with their easy formation of prettiness. Argh.
We actually had a dance last night. Boarding students were required to go, so we didn't really have a choice. The music wasn't spectacular (a band called Three in the Morning) but the dancing was fun. The Swedish guy, Sebastian, is so funny dancing. Haha. It's just like watching a seventies music video. I tried to get my group of girls to incorporate Sean (aforementioned hot Venesualan sophmore) into our circle, but my attempts utterly failed.Argh. I was so wired after the dance and we all went back to the dorm, watched Bad Boys II with the German (!) guys, and then actually talked about who was hot/funny/nice here. It was so fun. I'm so tired every night when I go to bed though.
Mike got a HAIRCUT??? Weird. I suppose it probably was getting a bit long, but if he cut it too short, that seriously sucks.
Connections? At least you started out the year knowing some people. I had to begin with a clean slate and form new friendships to survive. It wasn't horrendous though and now I actually have "connections" too. It's cool to have the advantage of hot upperclassmen, isn't it? I might not have to snag a few CRMSers for you guys and keep them all to myself after all!
I'm not incredibly idiotic now. I know that the blond German guy's name is Sam. Ha. I win. And another one is named Julian (but he gets mad if you don't pronounce it Yule-ian).
Haha. Will has braces! But it didn't change him for the worse (or better, I suppose you could say), which is good.
To make up for your bragging about Gus, at least he doesn't call you Ford Truck Man (but you might take that as an insult, not a compliment, so I guess my own gloating is failing).
Dustin needs to stop being an idiot and realize he's not the only one on the planet (you're welcome to tell him I said that, unless he's being all mopey because his dog died or something). And I do remember about his betrayal. If he continues his stupid behavior, you are welcome to kill him (I've found that dull pickaxes work better for that than trail work).
I hope Cody is less moody and I think I might come home early just to see the puppies again before they (SOB!) leave...and the rest of you guys, too, of course...
It's cool that Liv is not quite a crazy and loud, but also (don't tell her this so she goes back to the Old Ways) partly sad as we cannot yell and annoy together.
I had a feeling towards the end of last year that we were breaking off from Brianne and I hope she stops being a hypocrite about this Ashley Mays thing and comes back.
I think Teka is joining my mom (she hasn't shaved since she was sixteen) in the anti-leg shaving movement, but do you think she would be offended if we Fed-Ex-ed her some razors? Probably, which is why I haven't yet. I suppose maybe she's French and is enjoying her national history of not shaving. More power to her, I guess.
SPECIAL REPORT?!!! I shall hold a short moment of silence for our beloved Llamas Pajamas. It is with great sadness that we lost a crew of such valour: Captain Kaploosh, Leiutenant Kasplosh and Captain/First Mate/Deck Hand Kersplash.
Happy Birthday to Lindsey!
I'll do whatever I can to come see you guys on or before Cody's birthday and I maybe I shall even bring prezzies for you all. Or maybe not. I don't think I could buy presents and I don't know if I have time to make you tokens of our friendship.
I sent a letter to Cody with only a short note inside and I will send another letter shortly (I don't know what to write, I basically have only just doodled(-ish) on an envelope. I could send you letters as well but I a) don't know your address and b) can't open my mailbox here, so maybe it's better if we all just email instead.
Since no one other than you and Gus replied, if you want to pass on this information, you can, if not, then don't.
I just want to keep talking (partly to extend my friendship vibes, partly to avoid homework), but I can't think of anything else to say.
Much love (in a friendly, non-lesbian way) to the whole gang,
The Captain Formerly Known as Kersplash"
Now you actually know about my life. Happy?
