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Me and three kids I met the other day at the ski resort next door. (Their names are Blue, Yellow, and Red.) Cuties.

Yes, folks, it’s true.  Jack Dale has finally decided to have mercy upon us and give us an extended winter break.

WOOOOOWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Today, I stayed home all day in my pajamas and worked on college apps.

I also read this Princeton Review book called College Essays that Made a Difference.

I wore a giant ski jacket, put on two pairs of sweatpants, socks, and gloves, made a giant snow lounge chair, and read outside in the freezing weather for about a half hour.

It was so great.

Anyway, there’s this huge cherry blossom tree that happens to grow right over where I was reading, and sometimes water would drip down from the branches and fall on my face.  I probably should have moved, but I was too lazy to remake my snow chair, so I just stayed and kind of ignored it.

But as the snow continued to melt and drip all over my book, I couldn’t ignore it anymore.  Instead of just going back inside, I climbed up and shook its branches really hard, as if I could make all the water go away at once and not have to deal with it anymore.

CONNECTION TIME!

And this.  reminded me of our new book: The Tree that Survived The Winter.  nyahahahaaa.

“[Mary Fahy] tells the story of a tree that awakens one spring morning to discover that she has survived the winter, but with many changes in her being and appearance. Overcoming feelings of anger, fear and abandonment, the tree comes to appreciate the abundance she has been given and finds ways to share this mystery with others. Finally, the tree understands the mystery of love and fidelity.” -Review from amazon

So, what if my tree woke up one spring morning and found out that some of her skinnier branches had broken off because of my shaking?   How would she feel if she discovered scratches along her trunk, when I had forgotten that I had gained several pounds and climbed the tree in my heavy snowboots?  (Sorry, tree.)  Would she be able to overcome all the crap I had given her while she was hibernating?

And now I should stop thinking about this because I haven’t even read the book yet and I don’t know what I’m talking about.

P.S./REMINDER/ALERT/WARNING/NOTICE!!!!!!!!

EVERYONE WHO TOOK A COPY OF BLUE LIKE JAZZ LAST MONTH!

PLEASE PAY $9 TO ANDREW KWON, JENNY SHIN, SARAH YANG, OR SUSIE AHN AS SOON AS YOU CAN! we are greatly in debt.  sorry pj.  :(

Lav, Sarah

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