Well, that’s that. I’m really done school. That’s a little bit weird; I’ve identified myself as a “student” since….. well since I can remember. Frankly it’s terrifying to not be one anymore! Started the job hunt last week, nothing magical yet, but I’ll feel better when I get out of this limbo between studenthood and normal life.

Well enough of that. Last weekend was the annual Whistler trip of infamy, which held up to all that I hoped.  Pictures here! I wasn’t sure what to expect from being in close quarters with 10 other people, but it was fantastic. I’m still impressed that all 11 of us managed to get out the door in just 1 hour with only 2 bathrooms! We got trapped in the plot of a bad horror movie one night, when Dave went for a walk and didn’t come back. We got worried, his cell was off, so Chris ran off to find him. I said “Oh good, we’ll just take turns running off alone. Or even better, let’s ALL go and then split up!” and Angelina made sure we all knew to run upstairs, not outside to safety if/when the bad guy busted into the place. Someone (Tim?) made a crack that he’d obviously gone running off to the old mines, so we’d better go look there. It was all very funny (especially since both guys returned safely) and the next morning on the way home … our bus broke down. Where? Outside the mines! Aww yeah! Too perfect. Don’t worry, we all made it home safe, eventually.

Let’s see, what else is worth sharing? Tomorrow….today? My look at the time. Today is Phil’s party, which should prove to be epic. I know I’m excited.

Stay frosty!