Good.

You know what annoys me? People. Kids in particular. More specifically, kids who toss a $7,000 tuition out the window because they don't focus in class, think "That's What She Said" jokes are the best things in the galaxy, and make fun of people who obey rules. I think I'm starting to remember why I liked homeschooling. Not that I don't love school, but I'm still not used to being around a bunch of rowdy kids all day.
Basically, today has been annoying.

Anyway, that was a lame way to start a post. Hope you're doing well. Tomorrow all the kids with 3.5 GPA's get to go bowling. Yippee. Although I'm kind of scared I might get hit in the head and get a concussion, seeing as it is Friday the 13th.
And I think we all know what that means; Valentine's Day is just around the corner! I'm anxious to see what Cory got me. haha. He said he ordered it from a magazine; shnazzy!

It seems like there are a lot of problems in the world. Perhaps I should remove the "it seems like" from that sentence. There are a lot of problems in the world. From poverty to severe lack of poverty, drugs to lies, killing to hatred, child abuse to divorce, there is a lot that isn't right. So what can we do about it? I'm not positive. What I do know is that, no matter how frustrating they can be, God's put people into our lives. We can teach them and they can teach us. Maybe it's just encouraging someone to tell the truth or giving them a few words of encouragement. We'll never know how our words and actions affect others, but never doubt that they do. People are watching. Use that fact for good. Treat people how you want to be treated. Act how you want others to act.

So what are your ideas? How can we make the world a little better?

Well, I have to go study.

Much love,
Marissa

How Was The Ski Trip, You Ask?

Hi, folks! Oh my goodness, the ski trip was amazing!!

We left at about 2:30 on Friday, travelled for a few hours, and stopped to eat at Lambert's. There were only two vegetarian options on the whole menu, so I bought this ginormous salad. I'm pretty sure I could write a book about salads, because I've eaten a salad at almost every restaurant I've been to in the past month. We arrived at the resort around 9 and, after putting on the wrong shoes and taking a billion and one pictures, finally hit the slopes. It was solid ice; there was hardly any snow, but surprisingly, I never fell. We took a lesson on putting the skies on and such, then this annoying guy taught us how to stop, then we finally hit the bunny slopes!
They were so fun, but after a few hours, we decided we wanted bigger and better slopes. So Kendyl, Juliana, and I skied over to the next level which involved a rope and really slick hills. Juliana tried it first. She did well and decided she wanted to try it again. That didn't work out so well. Here's what I wrote about it later that night:



I looked up and saw Juliana trying desperately to stop but, finding that impossible, she screamed instead.

"Watch out, Mrs. Lynn!"

She knocked my mother down, leaving her sprawled out and shocked. I whisked around as quickly as my skied feet would allow. I saw her nearly sailing through the air and flying off a steep embankment, poles flying every which way. I was terrified when I saw her, unsure of her medical state. She looked so helpless down there.



Oh man, it was emotional. At first I was terrified, but then the uncontrollable laughter began. I'm still laughing about it. Thankfully she was okay, aside from a minor rope burn. It was insane. Needless to say, none of tried that course again. We stuck to the bunny slopes, which also proved to be dangerous because Kendyl was just standing there and some guy plowed into her. Brutal. But hilarious.

We left around 3:30 a.m. We decided that we would be the first group to not fall asleep on the way home. That didn't work out too well. But it was loads of fun and we definitely have a lot of new memories! Ha ha.

Much love,

Marissa

Ski Trips, Sweet Tea, and Post-It Monsters

Hi folks! I'm not positive why I normally start my posts with that phrase, it just kind of comes naturally. As does "Much Love, Marissa" at the end of my posts. You may have noticed that right around the turn of the year, I tried out a few new sign-offs, but none of them really worked for me, so I'm back where I started.

We're out of school tomorrow, so I'm going skiing! Actually, I'd be going skiing even if we did have school, but I just thought I'd hit you with two positive things in one sentence. Anyways, it's my first time on the slopes, so I'm a little nervous, but mostly excited.

Today was a half day at school (thank goodness; I was having an extremely awkward day) so my grandparents took me to McAlister's afterward. It was swarming with people from my school, but it wasn't as awkward as you'd think it would be. Anyway, we chose a table next to a short dividing wall that separated us from these two guys. I know eavesdropping is generally frowned upon, but these guys really drew me in with their intellect and I couldn't help but listen. They spoke as if they had passed 6th grade English class, which is rare in the Southern portion of the United States. I felt like I was listening to people reading essays rather than having a conversation over sweet tea and French dip. It was beautiful.

Anyways, I picked up on the unavoidable portion of conversation that is dedicated to the economy. Eventually they moved from stock markets to Jesus. One of them was a Presbytarian minister and he was unloading his stresses and concerns on to his lunch companion. It was quite interesting because the minister is from the Northwest who recently came here to pastor a country church, and he was contrasting the South and the North. They were still chatting when we left, so who knows where their conversation went, but it was cool.

My sister came up this past weekend and introduced me to this hilarious guy on Youtube named Mitchell Davis. His channel is LiveLavaLive; check him out. Haha.
"Dare. Double Dare. Physical challenge!"
"That would be the best world in the whole world. Wait, that didn't make sense. That would be the best thing in the whole world."
"I was trying to be a Post-It monster."




Well, I have to go pack and all that fun stuff.

Much Love,
Marissa