So, it's been snowing for a good few weeks now, lot's of snow for 13 year old boys.... TO THROW AT ME!
That's right, last week i went out for a cigarette, walking along, minding my own bussiness, and admiring the view.... one minute i was happy as larry (and could see things)next minute i am ambushed by (approximately) eight 13 year old boys, cue semi-blindness, HARDCORE confusion and severe brain freeze. They not only savagely pelted me with snowballs but i was also given the snow equivalent of a cream pie to the face by at least three of them.... they thought this was hilarious, i was too traumatised to do anything but blink repeatedly... after they had finished their assault and were satisfied that they had exhausted all of the snow-related injuries they could inflict upon me, they just kind of sauntered off with a "see you this afternoon frankie"

Needless to say, i chain smoked about 28 cigarettes after this experience, and as the feeling began to seep back into my face, i made a silent vow to get them all back three times as hard later and stormed off back into the school.....

As i walked into the staffroom a few people looked up and looked a little bit shocked but i just assumed it was because i was new, oh nooooo it wasn't, my friend Theresia walks up to me and says "errm what happened to you on your fag break?!", "ahh nothing" i said (i wasn't about to volountarily admit i had been defeated by little boys), "go and look in the mirror" she says...

I don't know if anyone reading this has ever been snow bathed, but it tends to have a profound effect upon your general appearance, i looked, in short, like Cruella Deville enduring the very worst point of a nervous breakdown.
My make-up had all but abandoned me and was spread in a marbled pattern across my ENTIRE face, my hair was sticking up in ways i didn't even know it was possible for hair to stick up and my chest had turned a deep red colour as a signal of how pissed off my skin was with snow.... OH MY GOOOOOOOOD!
As i repaired the damage i repeaded the vow that i would get them back over and over and over (which means, i'm realising as i write this, that anybody who had seen me looking as i did before would probably have heard me talking to myself aswell... great).

Apart from this particular experience things have been going very well actually! I quite like teaching, it's fun and the kids are hilarious! Didn't see that one coming!

The mountains look so beautiful with the snow on them, i don't even mind getting up at 5 anymore because i cant wait to get outside and look at them again! :)

AND... drumroll please..... I HAVE FINALLY FOUND AN APPARTMENT! i move in tomorrow :) Just in time for Roshie and Mum's visit! i can't wait to see them, i miss everyone lots!
AND Kate is coming out for the ski opening on the 5th December, so we are going to party hard and maybe she will teach me how to be cool whilst strapping stuff to my feet and try to co-ordinate snow and gradients of varying levels.... hmm i'm not holding my breath
AND Darren and his irish buddies are going to be coming out in January! yay! I'm going to wheel them into my classes and make them speak in their N.I accents... yay!

Right well i need to pack my stuff, because it's allover the place! Should probably plan somthing to say to these kids tomorrow! :)

Tscusss, Bussi aus Schaldming x.x.x.x.x