Natalie's Thoughts: First Basketball Game

There are many peculiarities in life that I often gaze at and wonder: why? Why people cheer at basketball games or while they go out to eat at the end of a win or why players wipe there feet when waiting for a free throw. All these things I wonder as I sit here at my first high school basketball I've ever attended. How strange. Maybe it's just me noticing the little things people do, the people who attend, and how in the world I played this in middle school. I was a strange child then. My school is winning now. Currently 35-34. The suspense. How funny people faces are. They look like monkeys and the ball is the banana. Ooh ooh ah ah my friends. I'm sure we all have monkeys in us whether its for basketball or tea making or collecting stamps. Even the most peculiar things make people happy. You'd be surprised. I want Ice cream. That sounds lovely right now. Nice cold Ice cream for the "winter weather of California": 82 degrees. Oh the other team scored! Were tied now. The suspense is really on now. The cheerleaders from both sides are screaming there heads off. It hurts my ears. Girlies. I think the only people who are not over excited about this game are the band people, my people. It really is hilarious to see how everyone's else's face is over excited and ours is like "Ooh my drum sticks are breaking" or "I need a strew driver I have a loose screw." No wonder we only bond between ourselves. Oh we won. Whoo! Now to head home and out of a stinky uncomfortable gym and sleep. Ha not really. To the internet I go! Like any other teenager of this era. Wow i must really change this. I don't want too be part of that mob. The one who basicly gave our era a bad name by coming up with the most delusional unsensable things to distinguish us like "swag" and "yolo". I really hope this is just a phase for most of the people then that is just a really sad future for them. but then again who makes the sad love stories, songs, artworks, and great novels we all read? Not happy people. Edger Allan Poe, Mark Twain, Charles Dickins, Frida Kallo, Pablo Pacaso, Selena, and Richie Valens. Ah if only the'd wouldn't have to go threw so much pain. Poor people. Poor sad dumbstruck people. So moral of the tale: Be a sad person to become reiculiously famous. What a harsh cost for money. And money makes the world go round so damn. Were all skrewed. There wasn't any real reason for this blog post but to share my thoughts of what goes on in my brain. I feel like its nice to share them and to know that I'm not the only one who thinks of these things. And quite frankly I like writing these.

Goodnight love,

 -Natalie

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. 

L.A. County Fair!

This Wednesday I went to the LA County Fair with my high school marching band. And it was amazing! Before the we even left for the fair though I was busy everywhere helping my best friend (Alicia also the head drum major) get everything ready which includes hemming pants, sorting uniforms, polishing shoes, and combing the guy's hair. Yes I said guys. They all look like they belong in a boy band which means trouble for me. I'm the band's unofficial hair dresser so um yeah. I actually had to cut two kid's hair off because it wouldn't fit in the shako (our head gear). If I can't fix it, its to the scissors. Regardless I had so much fun. Our marching was crap though. Mega crap. But at least now our new freshman know our standards are high and better get off their bums and get serious about band. Either way it was crazy fun. I ate King Taco (Which are the best tacos in the world! Or at least in Southern California) and bought anime related stuff. Even our band director had fun which is eye opening for us. I bought me and Alicia matching Pokemon eveelosions necklace because were freaken awesome and completely nerdy about Pokemon. Annnnd by the end of the day I was so tired I knocked out in the bus.

My sister's first time marching

Moi is very photogenic

This is my last year competing in the fair with my band at the fair and it was amazing. I wish it could have lasted longer but I'm returning next year to help out. There not getting rid of me that easily >:) I'm defiantly not gonna miss the sweat after marching and defiantly not that smell on the us on the bus. (we smell like butt)

Love always, 

          Natalie ♫