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Oops, She Did it Again…
Dania Assaly has been leaving her mark this season on the competition circuit, and it looks like there’s no stopping her.
Jen Merrihew
Almost every rider in competition can be seen rocking headphones during their runs in today’s biggest events. Many of them get asked...
I’ve been realizing that I haven’t been following through with anything. I haven’t been determined. I haven’t been solid on my word. I haven’t been much of anything lately. Not a writer, not a skier and most definitely not a loyal blogger. Instead of being something, I’ve been somewhat sulking...
MASSIVE AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you are reading this, well thank you. After dropping the ball worse than Bill Buckner in the '86 Series (Rogge I already can FEEL you telling me he missed it completely, but work with me), I am back in action with the latest blog in blogging history. So let's do some...
Much to my dismay, not everyone’s a skier. Not everyone skips classes to spend the day at the hill, takes pride in weird looks cast at their goggle tans, and has The Bird on lock as their signature drunken dance move. It’s a hard reality to accept but it’s a harsh truth. While I’m...
I think I’m finding too much truth in the Stones lyrics, “You can't always get what you want, and if you try sometime you find, you get what you need.†While I counted days this season for the first time ever in hopes of being able to claim greatness until next year, I was met with one of...
This time of year is something that most people look forward to. I know my college friends and I were happy to finally exhale after holding our breath through exam week, living off of little sleep and lots of caffeine. Some may have thought it was against my better judgment, but the weekend...
It was something I had waited for since April 20, 2008. The wind was sharply blowing, stinging as it hit your skin in frigid bullets. I sat through my Friday classes, impressed that for once I hadn’t fallen asleep. The only thing running through me was some cocoa krispies which were scarfed...
Little to no money. Beer stocked mini-fridge. Sharing my bed with unfolded laundry. Oh whoa is me, the college student. College (or uni) is a time in your life where you do things you wouldn’t be able to do anywhere else, in a time period of your life that you’ll never forget. There are a...
Little to no money. Beer stocked mini-fridge. Sharing my bed with unfolded laundry. Oh whoa is me, the college student. College (or uni) is a time in your life where you do things you wouldn’t be able to do anywhere else, in a time period of your life that you’ll never forget. There are a...
What’s in a name? Here on Newschoolers, many of us know each other by our usernames, sometimes never actually learning what we go by in the non-internet world. Some names are obvious while others show pride towards companies or stalker-level love for their favorite riders. For me, it’s...
Being so unphased with post-count as I am, I completely have been a let down this month as far as my blog is concerned. While getting back into the groove of school is no excuse (I infact have 2-blogs started, only to meet writer's block mid-way on each) I have been busy refurbishing the new...
A Note from The Blogger: The following, as you will find out, was not written by me. Although I find it to be an amazingly refreshing piece that I would love to claim as my own, there is no way that I could ever write something like this. It's not because I won't, it's physically because I...