The Opera?

I have anatomy at 8 in the morning, but I am not tired. So I am going to write stuff. I went to an 'opera' on Saturday night (at csub). It was called "The Festival of La Paloma." I was kinda excited since it was a first for me, and because it was highly recommended. IT WAS H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E. It had to be the worst thing ever. The songs were mixed, being sung in both spanish and english. Words were even exchanged in single lines... And I could barely hear anything being sung. And it was lame. The storyline sucked. Yes, I know it was cal state performing it, however if these people are theatre majors the least they good do is be almost good. And besides, they only do a big performance like this every 3 years, you'd think it would be good. I would have left at intermission had my mom not paid for my ticket. Good thing there was only 30 minutes (tops) after intermission. I don't deem it worthy of being called an opera. As a result, I now want to see a professional opera. Yep, I really do. I'm gonna find a good one to go to in LA sometime. One that is only sung in another language, not some english version of an opera. Ok... bed time.

It's been a While

Hmm... a lot has happened since I went to Hawaii. New Years was a blast. Mammoth was great and I could write an entire post on it, but I wont. Well, maybe just a little. It snowed 7 feet!!! in one day while I was there. 7 freaking feet!! Then the next day they were blasting for avalanches, and much of the mountain was closed. It was also snowing. I got stuck too. It was crazy. I was off the trail in powder (of course) and I briefly stopped to look behind me, and next thing I knew I was 3 feet deep. I tried to wiggle out, but it was unsuccessful. By this time I was much deeper. I had to unbuckle my feet from the bindings and litterally climb out to the trail. I was a good 25 feet from it too. So, if you can picture this, I gripped my bindings, put my board 2-3 feet in front of myself, and pulled. Yep, I did that to get out.
And I couldn't stand because that resulted in me sinking deeper. I was on my knees for the majority of the time, occasionally laying out so I wouldnt sink. It probably took around 20-30 minutes to get out. And it took all of my energy. It was the hardest thing I did all day. When I got to the groomed part, I just sat there and caught my breath. This last picture is looking out over Lake Crowley on the last day.


School started again. Hopefully this is my last semester at BC and I can move on to a better university. I am taking anatomy, critical thinking/writing, and two music appreciation classes. This entire semester is geared towards Berkeley. I am also playing hockey again this season, so everybody gets to hear about games again.