I have pretty much given up on seeing you guys. When I text or inbox, I get no responses. I can see that you saw what I sent. Technology allows that. At least respond 'NO' or 'I have better things to do' or if you are half decent person 'I am busy sorry.' But apparently that is too difficult. Apparently I am asking too much. It's rude. I'm done trying to be the glue or the coordinator for all our get togethers. I am just tired of it. Good luck in college. Maybe we will run into each other on the street one day. Maybe I will respond if you reach out to me. I haven't stopped caring. I never will. But I am caring from a distance because the lack of response and reciprocation is downright depressing.

Putting My Damned Money Where My Damned Mouth Is.

First off, I played bass for My Damned Money, and was an extra on the set of My Damned Mouth. Second, I keep bringing up the idea of posting pictures of the sunrises over our domiciles (I think this was Elliot's idea. If so, props, bro.) but I didn't follow through myself. But now I have, so hah!

Cheers, 

Mike HD

Our Futures

Human contact is incredibly underrated these days. Don't worry, I am not about to go 50 shades of mountain on you guys. What I mean is that a face to face conversation or tangibly seeing somebody you care about is rare. We all know the generalizations of our generation. We spend too much time on twitter and facebook. We text too much and don't know how to write anything by hand. We are brainwashed etc. However, our group is different. I think one of the things that is so special about the 45 of us is that we value seeing each other. We value the conversations in which we can smile with our faces instead of our keyboards. We value those awkward silences most people dread. We value whale sharks and tomato robbers. We cherish the time we spend together more than most other people do and yet, so many of us are denied these encounters. 

We have these clumps of people in New York and Boston. New York has like 17 TMS kids and Boston has 7 during the school year. The northeastern kids are so lucky that they get to see each other frequently. On the other end of the spectrum are the Santa Barbaras, Seattle's, Farmington's and Minnesota's of our semester who don't go to school together or get to hang out on weekends. Many of us are forced into the paradigm of overusing technology because we like each other a little too much and cannot drive hundreds even thousands of miles.  

 

Now I know we are all stressing about college right now but I am actually really excited. I am excited to see where all of us end up and who we will be with! It's not likely that a majority of our semester or any semester will end up at the same school but we are bound to pair up to some lesser extent. I am excited to see where we move around the country. If we end up on a different coast or somewhere in the middle. 

College is going to unlock such great new relationships for all of us. In these next four years, we are going to rely on each other in ways we have never before. We are going to assume different roles and find our niches in life together. We are going to be each others rock (igneous, glacial, whatever you want). They say it is good to know a couple of people going into college because you will already have friends. I am excited for us because if we know one or two TMS kids going into college, we will already have family.

We are in for a great adventure. So yeah, SAT's, ACT's, The Common Application, supplements, interviews, and deadlines suck. But I see the light at the end of this pain in the ass process. And that burning flame of glory and significance and metaphors and profound stuff at the end of this tunnel is knowing that I may have an opportunity to possibly spend eight more semesters with one or two of you.

Love, 

Char 

"I Decided Long Ago Never to Walk in Anyones Shadow"

I have been back at school for over a month but it feels like days. We all knew this transition would be difficult but I didn't know how in what ways it would be. I thought it would weird to come back into my grade and see all of the people who I assume judge me. However, I was wrong. It has been the weirdest to be with my friends.
My school is frozen in time. When I got back everything was the same. All the cliques still exist with the same people. My friends are the same people who I have grown to love over the past three years. My grade is the same but I am different.
I have never been myself at school. I'd wear makeup and clothes that make me uncomfortable. I'd pretend to text people or whatever the general social trend was. I made a choice when I got back home from TMS and I hope you all will take it into consideration. I've decided not to care as much about other peoples judgements. In the past week I have been called "weird" or "strange" dozens of times because I am not afraid to dance in the hallways or allow people to get to know me. It has hurt but I refuse to 'conform to society'. In my mind, 'weird' is synonymous to strong because I am not afraid to be myself anymore.

I mss u soooo mch itz crAzy

I have always been that person who texts a camp friend or someone I haven't seen in a long time. The message is something along the lines of "i miss u so much im going crazy come back in2 my lyfee :)". I never mean it. I am not going crazy without them and often times, I do not need them back in my lyfee. I do not miss them so much but I have nothing else to say. That being said, I continue to write this in an effort to save friendships I am certain will not last. It is a last resort.

Until now. I have never really missed anyone except the 44 of you and all the teachers at the mountain school. I can feel it literally and I feel so cliche for saying this (any Twilight fans this is like New Moon) but it hurts to not be with you guys. I think you all know me in ways I don't even know myself. I love every single one of you more than you can imagine even if we were not that close. You have all left a fingerprint on my heart that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

Do not expect a message saying how much I miss you because I am not scared for us. I am not scared at all. This is the most sure I have ever been in my life because I know that we will stay together forever. I love you all so much.

Journals

Thanks for making this Aaron! I hope that we can use this as a way to share journal entries just as we do (and will have done) at the Mountain School. It also should be a good place to keep in touch with all, while being a little more formal than Facebook. 

Enjoy the image of fog from Garden Hill taken in early October.

Much Love, 

~Alex

Heyo

This blog is intended for all of the students at The Mountain School in the Fall 2011 semester.  Teachers and students are both welcome to post.  If you want to post, sign in with the username and password in the top right corner.  All posts will be anonymous since we are using just one username and password.  If you would like to note that you posted something, simply sign it in some way, shape, or form.  Additionally, you can create an account on the blog by clicking in the bottom right link that says to do so.  You must have a google account of some sort.  Doing so means when you post, it will be evident that it was you.  This takes away the anonymity.
You can share anything on here, including stories, links, videos, and any other news like going to a skiing expo to become the worlds greatest skier or something.
Let's all shoot to post on here once a week, I think it would be a nice way to stay in touch and to hear about what is going on.

-Aaron