Ice Skating With Friends

Hallelujah its raining men! On the ice floor that is.Today I went out on an adventure with my friends to the Pasadena Ice Skating Rink to test our skills on ice. And I got to say: I was pretty damn good. It wasn't my first time on the ice but lets just say this time went much better and I didn't walk out with a bruise on my chin. Can't say the same to my sister though. She fell eleven times and now owns a very giant bruise on her knee the size of Jupiter. It wasn't that great for her. This time I had the luxury to go with Ben which made it funner. I can't lie, I totally wanted him to fall flat on his booty but, as result, he didn't fall at all like me. Darn. Not evil witch laugh for me. After skating for about five hours we left to find some food in Old Pasadena since, from where I come from, this is where the rich folk dwell. Good city equals good stores equals good food. As we roamed the city dragging the boys into girlie stores like Forever XI and such, was a major laugh. "Eww what is that!" "How do you put this on??" and "Where's the bathroom" where the norm here. Lastly we all walked into Barnes and Nobles, which I LOVE because I am a total book worm and love to read as I've said before, and the smell of fresh coffee filled my brain. Now if I haven't said this before, I ADORE coffee. Not because it wakes me up but because I enjoy the taste. Now that's some good stuff there. All hail to the beans my friends. Hail the beans. 

School Is On A Swing

 So instead of doing my Spanish AP homework I'm writing a blog post because why not. School is well on its way, the first month done (finally!) Buuut now comes the harder part. College Apps O.O Yes the benefits of being a senior mean doing all those dreadful applications and having that nerve-racking feeling of "What if I get rejected from every school?! No one wants me T-T" Oh just me? Okay.

Luis =^o^= He no like pictures xP

Anyways my thoughts so far of senor year are somewhat positive. I mean no matter what way you put it its still school. We're still lock up in a place for almost eight hours and forced to do what the teachers tell us even if we think it is completely useless in the outside word, eat semi-crappy lunch, and be denied the liberty to speak your mind with the consequence of being punished for it. But ya know, Go school! So all my classes are pretty alright with the exception of English 4 AP. THAT CLASS IS COMPLETELY DREADFUL. My teacher in that class is completely clueless in what he is doing and saying. This course (being AP) should be vigorous and difficult to pass right? Nope. We're not even on the leave of the regular English classes. We're below it. Yeah that bad. I have not written a single essay in that class while the other classes have written about three. Its horrible to the point where I can text my friend (Luis ^.^) in the same class while I sit literally in front of the teacher and he sits three desks back. That bad. Yeah. But the rest of my classes are all up to there standards so I mean there has to be a bad apple in the bunch. I just hate that it's English =__=

Since I'm in band, I've been going to all the football games at my school. Yaay *note the sarcasm*  Don't get me wrong, I'd love to go to a football games...but where I don't have to freeze my ass off and play in the band. I love the band, wait that's going to far, I can stand half the band and not murder them, but still I'd like to go to a normal football game where I can be a normal teenager and dress nice and enjoy an outing with my friend. Just once. But no I live the band lyfe. 

Yesenia, Kira, and the Asian (Diana) 

Matt being loved. He no like

Andrew likey

My flute girls Emily, Asian, and Kira

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Emily and I


That pretty sums up my life up until now. Personal Statements are waiting for me. There haunting me, chasing me from the shadows, bloody little twats. But all worth it for a better happier life. The future awaits ♥
Love,
           Natalie ♫

Last Day of Band Camp! Growing Up Too Fast

 I hope all of you have been having a amazing day just like I have. Unfortunately it is also a sad one in my case. Today was the last day of high school band camp for me. Yes I know! its so tragic!(note the sarcasm) For some strange reason though I am not as saddened about it all as I thought I would be. But since it is the last day I have decided (after remembering many memories of previous years) to share some of them with you guys. Errrm except for my freshman year...ha-ha...ummm...I didn't exactly take pictures for I was A BIT clueless and scared of high school....ha-ha....

Band Camp 2011: My Sophomore Year

This year I had finally started to understand that marching really is just exaggerated walking and it hurts your ankles, calves, and bum waaaaay to much. Drills in the hot sun after our morning work out of a mile or a mile of bleachers. (Our director said we're too fat and need exercise to fit in our marching uniforms T-T) 

Pictures above:

1. One of my friends Marriza. Its all smiles until we have to go march. In the sun. In the very hot sun. For too many hours. 
2. Lunch time at noon. Were all so tired but still manage to go and buy food at our local McDonald's located at the corner of our school. (Yes we're fatties) 
3. My two friends Emily and Marcia having some fun playing with the color guard practice flags. Until they fall on our faces. And we cry.

Band Camp 2012: My Junior Year

Not very exciting either I'm afraid for this year I feel was the hardest being we obtained a more difficult march. (Eagles' Squadron) This year was very successful though so band camp obviously payed off.

1. My friend Michelle (who I've actually gotten really close to) taken by suprise
2. My other friend Alan (also my section leader) trying to get all the girrrrrls 

Annnnnnd finally Band Camp 2013: Senior Edition!

This year was honestly by far the easiest out of all the years because, well, I already know how to do everything asked for. Yay. But without a doubt it is still burning hot no matter what. EVEN IN THE MORNING which is not very appealing. To anyone. Hooray for horrible band camp tans. ↓

1. This year's march; Quick March-"Holyrood". History lesson! It is about how a queen in some distant land was gifted with a piece of Jesus's Cross (y'all know, from the Bible. THE Jesus) and  Kenneth Alford wrote this march as a gift to her as well. Hooray for playing a stick march.

2. My adorable bestest friend Ben who also happen to be my boyfriend. Oh dear gebus I hate that word.

3. Alan (in a photo above) and Ben wrestling

4 & 5. Michelle and Ben wrestling the best friends they are

6. Our park lunch adventure where we completely turn into little children and take over the playground. And apparently teach them how to say "bubble-butt" We are so getting kicked out one day I swear

7. Our tiny flute section of four, or three in this case because our other companion left. Please excuse my horrible complexion; it was a long day.

8. And lastly Alicia, Me, and Matt. The senior's I managed to catch for a picture. Again, excuse my tiredness.

That has been my adventure through out the years I have been attending Band Camp. I will admit I will miss it and belonging into out tiny marching block of thirty. Oh how I detest growing up. Why can't our childhood last forever. But unfortunately we can not nor rewind time so straight ahead I go. 

To what lays ahead and more, 

Natalie ♫