ians journals

Ian, I want to thank you for writing something almost every night of tms. It brings back so many memories of everything. whether its all of us hanging out as a whole or the crazy shit we did in miles from time to time most nights. Also its pretty entertaining to see what was going on in your hear haha anyway thanks so much for keeping the tms spirit alive in me! much love bro

What will you do when the journal ends? Well, I could post the days in reverse order, where we're great friends but slowly devolve into strangers. It could be titled Fall 20X0! *ba-dum* But seriously now. I'd invite everyone to try to post once a month about something Mountain School related. It could be as simple as posting a photo from facebook or a personal collection and describing the scene it tells, or recounting a reunion or experience cooking something from the cookbook! Whatever it is, post and tell us what new adventures you're experiencing. I can't wait to hear. Wednesday, May 5th, 2010:

Day 75

Broke fast upon eggs and toast. I led morning meeting, and Kit announced Fun Week [FUN WEEK! AHH!!]. We'll have an entire week of activities that we brainstormed, so that'll be fun. I read my 'While Riding the Subway' limerick for a humble, to much acclaim. Jay and I signed up to perform our two equations—women=evil and the witch proof—on the 22^nd as a humble. I gave Hallie my note, and she responded with glee. For some reason, the academic building was quite smelly; Nick said the composting toilets had back-pressured, or something.

In AP Wood Crew, Jimmy, Aidan and I rode in the back of a pickup with Kit to a site where we split wood, lifted wood, and threw wood the whole day. I'll get some good sunburns from that. Lunch was leftovers [those leftovers, man. Those leftovers]: I consumed some pizza, some of the great salad, a potato pancake, BBQ pork chops and Brigitte's birthday cake. It was all good, but the pork chops were tough chewing, though they fell apart, and the cake was different tasting than any other cake I've had. Hallie gave me her response note, which was done entirely in Cockney. She asked if I'd go to her site later, and I replied yes, after Jake took my portrait in Miles and Pine Top.

I pretty much chilled during my free on digg, cracked, and iTunes, listening to Killers and Led Zeppelin. In History we did the 90s culture slideshow with Nirvana, and Kit was great enough to include a picture of Warcraft in the slide about gaming and the increased violence that was percieved. In English we discussed Goodbye, Colombus, Lex, Megan B, Taylor and I and then started to reenact a poem about sketchy guys and the girls they weird out on Derby Hill. Then it was my advisor meeting with Susie, which resulted in a plan for my Science book, and then Jake took my picture, first in Miles (not really that great), then on Library Hill (much better).

Hallie and I then went out to our sites to draw maps. I heard Rafi but did not see him while I was walking to my site. I sat down a fraction of the way there and actually tried to draw a map this time. It came out nice. There were bugs flying around me; I examined a spider with a black body and white scale patterns over the black on a stick. Hallie and I were quite late getting back to dinner, so I did not get to do my humble, but the people I showed it too liked it. After that I did more internet before reading with Charlotte, which went great. I got to act. I like to act. Once that finished it dissolved into a spatula-scraper fight. I won, but she did hit my funny bone, lighting my arm and hand on fire.

On a side note, I don't think this is going to be as long as I had expected. Perhaps 50 pages by the end. Charlotte and I had a nice conversation in the kitchen, which we will continue at a later time. After the kitchen debacle, I fed the chickens for the last time with Hallie. David, who was kind enough to sit with me at a dinner of green beans and lasagna, came with us. I threw chickens for fun, more of a toss, really. There was some humour when Charlotte scared Hallie by banging on the window. After a stop in the chick house (I picked one up!), we went our separate ways, I playing All These Things That I've Done on my laptop, while using the screen as a flashlight. I got my laundry and bumped into Dan coming out, who Ben wants us to prank by asking him to sign things. Kit was puzzled by my load, but we laughed it off. I noticed a christmas-tree scent in the air.

The next hour was laugh riot time, involving math equations in the vein of “women=time x money.” I wrote in my journal about great Capture the Flag games, basing it on E-Cast and Jono-led sieges. I reviewed History, and then read in bed before sleep. Oh sleep. Great sleep. Hey, do you think the reason Miles stays up so late is due to the architecture of the majority of the rooms being centered on the common? Underwood only has two; there's a large upstairs. Conard has a large downstairs populace, and Tobold is very scattered in comparison with Miles. Derby is too small to count. Huh. I'll think about that. But for now, I escape into Discworld.

what will I do when the journal ends?

Tuesday, May 4th, 2010

Day 74

Breakfast was french toast, and during morning meeting Jay, Steph, Rachel and I waltzed in to announce the dance. Jay and Rachel went one route that was cluttered with chairs, and they crashed. Steph and I, having never danced like that before, did ok. During my free I printed out the sign-up sheet, and the school computers did not support my awesome fonts. In English Jack made a point of my using the word one in sentences like “one should not use this word,” and we gave speeches from the mailbox to Derby lawn. Jack liked mine better than Taylor's. Liana held Farm Seminar on Library Hill, and we all sat in the warm grass. Steph, Charlotte and I played with grass; Charlotte lay on me and we both closed our eyes. Liana talked about vegetable crops, and several students had questions.

On the way back, Hallie and I walked together discussing something I'm forgetting right now. In E. Sci., I was working outside when a commotion to my left distracted me from typing the same words about my site and trying to read 11points in the sun. Delphi had a brown furry in her mouth, and when she put it down I thought it was a small beaver for the way its back seemed to drag behind it, like a tail. Liana and a French class quickly ran out, and Phoebe from E. Sci. joined my side. Liana identified it as a groundhog, and its back legs, Rob later determined, must have been hurt by a fox or something: they dragged behind it uselessly. People were telling Delphi to attack it, Rob to shoot it, and in the confusion it dragged itself on its front legs into a pipe, so said Rob. I saw its back legs drag out of side to the site of the former TMS Glacier.

After that, there was a lunch of delicious salad (in the cookbook! I can make it!), Spanakopita (first day encore!) and brownies. Ate with Shizue... I know I ate breakfast with some people from the Spanish AP. Work was with Gabby, Jimmy and Nick, picking up sticks around Miles. I had a weird feeling in my mouth. Doug took a picture of us in an apple tree, and I just started singing the Wolfmother song. We discussed the River Styx, treasure hunts, and videogames. Nick told me several stories about Dungeons and Dragons after we got started on RPGs. Next was math... I didn't really do any math. I need to find my calculator.

Dinner was MEATLOAF and MASHED POTATOES. I ate with Hallie, Yoyo, Zoe J, Brigitte and Cedric. We discussed wisdom. I made a joke about people calling me “wise-ass”. I asked Rowan what was up, and he asked as to the location of Zoe J, I informed him, and he proceeded to cut her arms off, as he does everyone. And give them concrete shoes. We talked about that on Work too. After dinner I talked with Hallie about David; we were writing journals together before reading Goodbye Colombus with Charlotte. Brigitte and Cedric were there; I made another joke about Baby Schwartzenegger. Charlotte came, we read aloud, Hallie provided us with insights, reading was fun, I appreciated the acting opportunities. Once we finished, we all went to feed the chickens. Upon returning, I wrote Hallie a chocolate-box note. And that's what we were talking about walking back from Farm Seminar!

But yes, I wrote it, did shutdown, and walked back to Miles listening to Shelter from the Storm. My other favorite Bob Dylan song is I Want You, for the guitar in it is so happy. Also, All Along the Watchtower is apparently about changing society. In Miles, Isaac and I talked about Spain and stuff, and he, David, Jake, Sam S, Patrick and I did 5 plank minutes. Fun day. Tomorrow will be as fun.

What? Me? Forget a day? Nonsense. Be quiet and enjoy the delicious muffin breakfast of my sister's birthday, Monday, May 3, 2010.

Day 73

Delicious breakfast of muffins today. In History we had a powerpoint of 90s culture, but it dwelled mostly on the political. We didn't really answer the topic questions, but I still took notes. During the frees I finished my E. Sci. chapter, finished my English essay, and worked on the English corrections from last week. There was a brief interlude of math class, but all we did was an easy quiz. I also did my History reading—I'm paying attention to what happened, and I am appalled. Presidents can't do that!

Lunch was burritoes, and they were far too hot, temperature-wise. I went to the Saturday-night-planning meeting with Kemi, Jay, Rachel and Steph, but the latter three already had a plan that involved a dance with music throughout the ages. It should be fun, but I feel like they're focusing on disco and pop too much in the 70s and 80s instead of good, solid rock [>_>]. During Science Hike I discussed plans with Pat, and then went out to my site and explored all around it. Believe it or not, I found more diminished pits and mounds, as are present everywhere. I had fun getting to my site—alternate routes coming from Miles are the best. I really hate the road down through the sugarbush [it gets repetitive, tedious. What I wouldn't give to walk there now].

After that was Spanish, wherein we finished the story. It was a decent ending; at the end Santiago ends up being eviscerated and walking to his house carrying his intestines, which was funny to only me [Funny in the impossibly absurd sense]. After that was E. Sci., wherein I talked with Pat more about my site, and found that in 1876 my site had no houses anywhere near it, confirming my beliefs that my site was just for grazing and nothing else. I then finished the History quiz corrections after Science Hike, if you'll allow me this 4th-dimensional leap.

Dinner was pasta with alfredo sauce. Beforehand, Adrija beat Cat Planet in 20 minutes with 363 deaths, with my commentary. It was fun. I joked around with Aidan and Adrija in the library, and David, who today was apathy. I'll call home now, then write the sign-up sheet for Saturday night (each dish crew chooses a decade), then listen to more music while waiting for shutdown.

Today it snowed. I thought that we'd got all out of the way, but apparently not. At least days like Sunday, May 2, 2010, exist to remind us of the times when we wished for times when we'd wish for times like those times we'd wish for times like those times.

Wait, what?

Day 72

I walked outside today and remarked on the beauty. We had brunch outside, after doing some work in the library. It got quite hot at times with my hair. Dish crew was annoying due to the fact that brunch was outside. Susie really got on my nerves with her perkiness. We finished and survived, but the radio played that annoying “hey-hey-soul-sister” song that they always play. However, they also played Hammerhead, and I haven't heard that song in ages, so that almost made up for it. After that I did some more work... with scattered internet. I finished History and Spanish, then just chilled the rest of the day.

After a dinner of pizza with Shizue, Jimmy, Kyra, Kemi, Sarah, Rosii and Adrija, I played some knockout with Cole included and then wrote my English essay, while taking breaks for 11points and cracked. Oh, and Hazel sang such a saccharine sweet song for humble that I think I have diabetes. The one line I remember: “We are blessed with the food we eat/It's made of love and so are we.” Oh dear, that is just pure awful... It's times and things like that that make her my least favorite faculty child. Yea, other than doing work, playing volleyball with David, Patrick, Charlotte, Rachel and Danny, walking to Derby Pond with Hallie and observing flowers only to find everyone leaving and then going to play volleyball, having fun in the dorm, doing laundry and designing rough S'10 shirts, there's not much more to today. It was hot. I missed being hot.

this day is the day of the polumpics, in whic greeceateempts to win knockout pies and running.

Naw, just kidding. I'm fully competent, even though my wisdom teeth were taken out today. All I remember is sitting in a chair with an IV, then sitting in another chair a few hours later with bloody gauze in my mouth, then coming home and sleeping before eating a whole box of Kraft Easy Mac. Tasty. Hope everyone enjoys the three-day weekend! Think presidentially! Meanwhile, yes, it is Saturday, May 1, 2010.

Day 71 (written day 72)

Jake woke me up for the SATs. At breakfast there were eggs, muffins and oatmeal. Jack gave me extra eggs with parsley garnish, which I ate. The entire SAT wasn't that hard; we took it at Hanover High. There were some cool bros there. Our proctor was a super duper guy wearing flip flops. Zoe J and I were in the same room , and we decided he was a little bit homosexual.

David, Jake, Phoebe, Yoyo, perhaps Maddy, Becky and a few others were there too. There was really only one math section that I struggled with. I am expectant. For lunch we had PB&J sandwiches, banana bread, apple, M&Ms, and some bad bread. Nick took us back; while waiting I listened to Stop! by Jane's Addiction. Upon returning I did some laundry, changed into shorts, and chilled a lot. Hallie and I had good times making iced tea. Jay, Kemi, Charlotte, Sam S and others chilled. For the activity, we had olympics. I succeeded for the most part—I won my leg of the relay and DOMINATED the pie-eating contest. Overall, my team, Greece, did not do that well. We won knockout, but came in 3^rd in tug-of-war.

There was a game, sleep-pop, that involved being in inverted sleeping bags and popping balloons. The sleeping-bag people looked terrifying, were they actual animals. I left shutdown early to relax in Miles with Sarah's brother and Taylor's brother. We watched one episode of Da Ali G Show before collapsing into our rooms. Sam, Jake and I watched the second James Woods episode before calling it a night.

Well that sure was fun. What can follow up a day as classic and classy as day 69? This sure can't. Apparently the kid who I think has a cool accent has a mental illness, according to Isaac. Umm, yea. We're just going to ignore that one for now. Hey! Look! It's Friday, April 30, 2010!

Day 70 (written day 72)

Don't remember the meals... just an average day. Bonded with Charlotte on wood crew. There was a dairy panel that was average. The two guys were fine, but one guy's son, Tom, had a cool accent. It was interesting to hear about their cow escapades. I practiced my SAT essay before and after.

Thursday, April 29, 2010. In response to the "awkward situation" mentioned below, Adrija and Rosii have prepared a special intro for today. My only objections are that I think it was Rosii who suggested the idea in the first place, and that one might think by this description of events that the photos actually depicted elderly folk. This is false. Very false. The intro is as follows:

When Ian asked me to help him make a facebook add, my expectations were few; some minor hilarity and a brief moment of procrastination. However, what I got was much more. I got an insight into a part of the mind of the one and only Ian Kernohan. As I made that fateful trek across the library my heart skipped a beat, my breathing become forced, I knew that we were about to make history. Our dream was simple, yet revolutionary: an ad for old people sex. It would change the world.
There was one problem, however, we needed a picture. What could possibly portray this idea we had. Sir Kernohan gallantly pulled up the pictures on his computer and we began our search for the perfect image for our perfect idea. As the document file opened an interesting array of photos appeared on the screen. “What’s that?” I said, pointing to one particularly interesting image. The image flashed across the screen for a fleeting moment, yet the damage was done. My virgin eyes burned, I could feel the devil creeping its way into my soul.
We stood there, momentarily speechless, before we both burst into laughter as ian sat there, still speechless, reddening a tad. Who knew THAT was on his computer?! Those pictures should be buried in a folder within a folder within a folder so innocent minds don't accidently stumble upon such a shock for the eye.
On that day, we got to know Ian in a way we'd usually prefer not to. But we’ve actually become much closer because of the incident. We love you Ian. All of you!

Enjoy day 69!

Day 69

Breakfast was cream of wheat and coffee cake. The test in Spanish went well, though I didn't know what one word meant and guessed. It's easy stuff, with a few simple mistakes probably. I can write killer essays; grammar doesn't bother me that much now. I read the reading after the test since I had time. In E. Sci., Pat took us to Garden Hill and below for soil sampling, a technique I will use (and did) at my site. It was crazy cold at the end, especially when he brought out the water for us to test the grittiness of the soil. Our hands were freezing; Maddy, Lex, Matt and I were vocal about it. In History, we discussed Reagan's foreign policy, and I continued my trend of taking notes.

In English, my word was chosen, extol, and Rachel, Taylor and I had a slightly one-sided argument about Self-Reliance with Megan K. Lunch was yet again couscous, and yummy spaghetti. At the dish crew table, Phoebe and Charlotte discussed Kate's health, and then Gabby, Kiana and I wondered as to possible new Health Officers, since Brigitte can be a little harsh sometimes. Pat, Jack, Kit, Comfort and Ben were all suggested. We ended dish crew early, after a little rant about ketchup and its being on the bottom of plates with Phoebe. I went to my site and discovered an odd mound. I took soil samples, and reinforced my idea that it was used for grazing.

Upon returning, I did some E. Sci. work, some internet, and the math test, with or without the help of my book. It was easy, but there were two confusing questions. Math itself was easy—another quiz on functions. They are easy, but the way she writes problems makes it seem hard. Dinner was stir-fry, rice and beans: a great meal. I sat with Danny, Isaac, Phoebe and perhaps a few other people. We listened to an impromptu humble from Lex, Jay and Matt about ginger kids being the sun. After dinner, I did History (no math homework; did it in class) and E. Sci. I have a good chunk of my chapter done; I just need to draw things tomorrow in class.

There was an awkward moment involving Rosii and Adrija and photos. Hopefully that will be repared soon. I did shutdown after being distracted by Nora, Steph, Matt and Jay with their fake punching that I joined in, and went back to Miles to find Sam S and Isaac laying down the I'm In Vermont track, with gusto and volume. Jake and I moved Sam's dresser and found the mirror, but not my Colour of Magic book, and then decided to prank Sam by sliding his dresser inbetween his bed and desk. After that, it was work and sleep. Friday tomorrow!

I just got back from a near perfect performance of the winter play at Milton, wherein I play a jolly French lawyer tasked with staying faithful to his wife. To start getting into the married-man mindset, what else did I think of but May and Library Hill. I then proceeded to 'remember' the fun times in my wife and my past, but the love in this group is the best starting point I have. Today in Journal stories, wood mauls make an appearance, Kit triggers a rant about musical classifications, Frost tells us how gold fades, and it snows. I get excited about said snow. But you remember that. It's Wednesday, April 28, 2010, and tomorrow will most likely hold no surprises whatsoever.

Day 68

Ate pancakes for breakfast and comiserated with Nora about how the oranges were shredding their thin films when being pulled apart. In AP Wood Crew, Jimmy, Aidan and I split wood with mauls, and if you thought regular wood crew was fun, splitting wood is so much better. You hold a triangle of metal above your head, and drop it and yourself as it hits a piece of wood. The sheer force of it hitting drives the wood apart into liftable pieces. We split by the carriage shed before bringing stubborn pieces up to the chicken house for the hydraulic splitter, which looks like this, from a bird's eye: ->_____|= The |= pushes against the wood log, until it has no choice but to splinter in two due to the ->. So fun.

Lunch was leftover couscous, which Hallie and I discussed the recipe to, and souffles of the ham and cheese variety. After lunch, I did some work on English and Spanish before History and Kit's presentation on 70's culture. It was interesting, until he brought up music. I'm sorry, this is my personal beef, but Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and AC/DC are NOT heavy metal. At the time they were probably the heaviest thing around, but now AC/DC is only barely metal... listening to Back in Black, that's Hard Rock there. If it is metal, it's nothing like Iron Maiden or Metallica. It's mercury. Pink Floyd is classic rock/progressive, and Led Zeppelin... bands with songs like Goin to California and The Rain Song are not metal. They are gods of rock, but not metal. Led Zep is solid, classic rock. It is possibly the best classic rock, but calling it metal is false. Anyway.

I took more notes on the discussion questions about Reagan, and then went to English, where Jack took us outside to collect young maple leaves to see how gold fades in a Frost poem. It was very cold. Rachel, at a table with David and I, did a pterodactyl impression that she apparently does now. For the rest of class, we discussed the Weasels essay, and the best part was when Jack addressed the line “Our eyes locked, and someone threw away the key”. Overall it was just average. I actually went to my advisor meeting with Susie, and we talked about the coming weeks. I'll get the work done.

I made a video of the snow, beautiful flakes falling fast, after Alden taped me raving after morning meeting. Hopefully that video will find its way to good hands. After the advisor meeting, I snacked on bagel crisps and did more work on E. Sci., until Charlotte distracted me. We're making a mug with Jay in incriminating poses on it, with laser backgrounds. I showed her the Clarinet kid on encyclopediadramatica, evading the banners for the most part. Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs with herb pull-apart bread.

I sat with Jay for the third night in a row, and Sam S, Isaac, Steph, David and Kemi. The conversation between Kemi, Sam S, Isaac and I drifed from making Miles a recording studio and production company to how I could be a famous funnyman in the future and how I look like Jim from the Office. After dinner I chatted with Arya, listened to an EPIC drum solo from Neil Peart, did some work before shutdown, heard Yoyo practicing, then shut down. I was listening to Rush and Wolfmother beforehand. Boy was it nice to hear Geddy and Andrew. Walking home, I saw possibly the Best Moon I've ever seen. It was huge, hovering perfectly in a hole in the clouds, barely offwhite. It was amazing; I can hardly describe it.

Hoo boy, did we do any work up at TMS? It seems like very day was a crazy one. Hereintofore, we have licking, turkey chicks, snowballs, cows, and Tuesday, April 27, 2010.

Day 67

Oh man, the eggs, toast and oranges this morning were amazing, the best I've ever had. I did work in my free, listened to more spiritual stuff in English that I didn't really buy into, and also learning about cumulative sentences; that was fun. In farm seminar Mark taught us about cows. It was a nice talk (I sat by Adrija, Phoebe, Nora and Freddy), but I started feeling down, sort of ill, at the end. That persisted through E. Sci., where I was feeling stressed about lots of things. Lunch was quiet with Comfort, Rowan, Alden, Ella, Aiden and David, and we feasted on delicious couscous and tuna melts that were greasy, but better than the last ones. In work, Kyra, Gwynne and I moved boxes full of sheepskins and cleaned out an area in the cow barn that might house turkey chicks. It was snowing. WHAT.

I emailed mom and Grace. In Math, David, Hallie and I did all the work. In Spanish, David and I did all the work in answering questions. We also played more of the unfair blackboard competition game. Before dinner, Kasey chatted me, wanting me to go to boat dance. I would, and take either Ainikki or Sofia, and maybe see Arya, but I like it here, and I want to wait until June.

Dinner was pot roast, green beans, and mashed potatoes. Isaac, Matt, Jay and I talked about great movies again, focusing on Fight Club and Inglourious Basterds. Sam Powell, Danny and Kemi also joined in talking about fights; I mentioned the butterfly knife from Spain. For Maddy's birthday, we ate chocolate chip cookie bars with homemade whipped cream. I did work after until Charlotte and Pheoebe distracted me. I fed the pullets with Hallie, and then finished reading the English story, while Charlotte and Phoebe talked about licking hands to test for salinity in red-meat-eaters' skin. Phoebe is obsessed with Tigers, I learned. Hallie showed us family photos, and that was nice.

There was an epic fight between Lex and Matt, involving throwing erasers, tape, and in the grand finale, snowballs. Charlotte and I did shutdown, and then I came back to Miles with Jake to find people watching the Ginger Kids South Park episode. Dan checked us in; we talked about cars; David, Isaac, Jake, Sam and I did plank; I'm going to do some E. Sci. sketching before bed. I'm going to make weather seem like a cooking recipe!

What a day we have today. Crazy note-taking, crazy tabouleh, crazy mud and beaver dams, crazy cakes, crazy knockout. I played some more of that today. Actually made a 3. Aww yea. Also watched Anchorman too. Aww yea. Here is a crazy Monday, April 26, 2010.

Day 66

Breakfasted on oatmeal and blueberry muffins. Took notes in History like you wouldn't believe. I did some of the reading in my free while listening to the Killers and Vampire Weekend. In Precalc we did SAT II review and functions. Anika, Rachel and I evaded the test for one more day. Take the sentence two previous and repeat it [here]. Lunch was tabouleh sandwiches. Sam S, Chelsea, Claire, Zoe RA, Danny, Rosii. Adrija (Sam S says Tobold had a presence.) were at my table, and we loled at the newsletter.

In Science Hike I didn't do much. I typed up a brief history of my site in terms of pasture, and in the meantime surfed digg. Kemi and Hallie were in the room as well, for an odd detail. I'm pretty sure Pat knew [that I wasn't working] after a while. In Spanish we did some subjunctive activities and an AP reading thing, but Dan wasn't sure what answer was the right one oftentimes. In E. Sci. we explored beaver dams. Phoebe got stuck in mud, so Sam P and I helped her out.

I ate dinner with Derby minus Matt, Maddy, Jimmy, and Nick. We quoted Anchorman while eating rice, chicken and carrots. There were several cakes for Rafi and David's birthday. I did some work in the library and walked back to downtown with Sarah and Jimmy after a brief conversation with Arya. I did some laundry and, instead of doing Spanish reading, wrote song lyrics and compiled a list of songs to learn on guitar. After check-in, Rafi, Sam P, Taylor, Patrick and I talked about politics and the inauguration. It was some good times. I also played knockout earlier—I made so many basketballs! I got to the final three with Matt and Lex. That's the best I've done. Tomorrow I'll do work, like my E. Sci. chapter perhaps.

I am proud--my sister is filling out her application. And, because Jack wrote a college rec, I'm trying to finagle a trip north when I hear back from schools for a personal thanks. On schools--Oberlin pulled a total dick move today sending a thin envelope that started by saying "Thanks for applying to Oberlin!" but was, in essence, a "we're looking at your app and wasting paper" letter. Harumph. This day has some procrastinating--what's that? Want to know how I'm doing on that front? Well on Tuesday I started watching this show Weeds and today I finished season 3. So pretty good. Yea. Furthermore, enjoy Sunday (Fuckshit, I forgot another day?!), April 25, 2010. Evenings have a lot to live up to from here on out.

Day 65

Upon getting out of bed, Sam S, Isaac, Sam P and I finished Inglourious Basterds. We also started Pineapple Express. Brunch was brunch... blueberry pancakes, home fries, eggs with more vegetables than eggs, and coffee cake. Dish crew went well; I asked people how the meal went while scraping. I went on the internet for two hours after dish crew, watched a video of Guns of Summer, the new hardest song on RB drums.

After that, I went to Miles to do work, leaving my work in the academic building. Jimmy, Sam S and I had a water fight instead. Comfort was enraged, and yelled at Sam S and I, making a tiger claw and growl. We chilled outside with Tobold, making elf houses and chilling. Then, Taylor convinced me to say hi to Derby and Conard playing soccer, which ended up with me wrestling Charlotte, Jake, Isaac, David, and Steph. I won every one. It is easy to win when the other guy doesn't know what to do.

After that we had dinner... stew and biscuits. After dinner, there was some chilling on Derby Lawn after some work in the library, reading the spanish story and chilling with Hallie and Yomalis, talking about sky-butts (the cloud variety). The chilling with Charlotte, Megan B, Steph, Kyra, David, Sam S, Rafi, Pat, Jay and I moved to library hill, where we ran down the hill, spun around, and had lots of fun while the sun set. Phoebe, Anika, Matt, Rosii, Isaac, and maybe a few others joined us. Rosii, Adrija, Sam S and I went back to the dining hall and ate cake while chilling. That's about it... cleaned the bathrooms. Ate cake and pie. Tested out night vision goggles. School tomorrow is going to be fun.

mhm

Being home now feels a little weird.

I want to drop everything and leave all over again.

Somehow I managed to completely avoid the topic of solo in the previous days, but believe me, the prep was there. And thus, the next days (61, 62, and 63) were Solo. I could transcribe my Solo journal, but I feel that might take away from the 'sanctity' of Solo, if you'll allow me to use that word. Let's just agree that Solo happened, as evidenced by these wavy lines. I believe today to be Friday, April 23, 2010.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SOLO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Day 64 (written day 65)

Woke up early today, packed all my stuff, looked for my simmer lid all around one last time. I looked where I put my oven so the rain would clean it, and instead lifted a striped maple off of several young beeches. I turned around and found my simmer lid at my feet. I waited for the people on my line with two swords and a bandana made out of my flag. Everyone arrived, we walked back, greetings were done, and we put all our stuff away at TMS. The lunch menu was first a joke- ramen soup, bagels, and fig newtons- but eventually they served pulled meat sandwiches and leftover mac and cheese.

The rest of the day was playing guitar and EPIC WATER FIGHTS OH MAN FREE FOR ALL ON THE POND LAWN AND AMBUSHING DERBY BASKETBALL. Dinner was pork chops and other things, and after we practiced Wagon Wheel to perform at the bonfire. We performed it, and Hallie, Kemi, David, Steph, and a few other Underwood people, perhaps Kyra, asked me to be the customer in their 'mystery haircut' song. Zoe J and Megan B were there. It was a great bonfire- Rosii, Sarah, Phoebe, Hallie, Aidan, Jimmy, Sam S, Adrija and I bonded. We started to watch Inglourious Basterds. I slept in a bed.

tea

It's funny. Despite being the best thing that has ever happened to me, TMS has made my life at home infinitely more difficult. It has left me so confused; unsure of the validity of my relationships with my best friends, and unsure of what I really want for my future. The Mountain School, I believe, has made it harder for me to be happy at home as it has made it harder for me to settle, and I resent that. The days are short and the snow is oppressively grey and I want so much to be in the dining hall at 8 o'clock, sipping tea from one of the good mugs.

It was the little things, right? The consistency of the tea tray, the dependability of the spilt sugar and coffee grinds.