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Read this. It's the reaction of a mother hearing her son called a fag.

We still haven't gotten our stupid report cards. Weren't they sent out Friday?

The whole freshmen class is going to see Hotel Rwanda if it isn't a snow day tomorrow and I'm actually looking forward to it. I've heard that it's a good movie and it actually relates to what we're studying... somewhat.

I spent the past two hours babysitting my neighbor. We built a snowman in her backyard. It's really small but it looks awesome, or it did when we created it.

The snowman that is blurry.

So, over the weekend, my dad and I went to New Hamshire. We drove out to Cannon Mountain, hiked up two miles of it, and stayed overnight in an unheated cabin. That night, we went outside and looked at stars. It was beautiful. And between my dad and me, we saw something like 6 or 7 shooting stars. In the morning we hiked up a little more of Cannon and then hiked all the way back down. It was fun. Although we were carrying around 30 pounds of food, clothes and equipment on our backs, but still. And my dad almost fell off the mountain, as he slipped while we were hiking down it and came close to sliding off the trail. He didn't though, because his foot hit a tree and I helped him back up. The views were very prettyful and it was wonderful weather. My dad managed to get some nice pictures.

The view of the mountain from the parking lot.