Showing posts with label through the years. Show all posts
Showing posts with label through the years. Show all posts

Sunday, September 1, 2013

School Memories

As summer comes to an end and senior year come into a start I began reflecting on all those difficult but amazing years I have experienced. School has never been a challenge for me and I actually enjoyed all the time I spend in school. School is a second home to me whether it was in the depths of the library or out sitting on the grassy field. It is a place I have always felt safe, never bullied, never tormented, never had a single worry. I have always been quite good at school so I really never had to study. It was all fun and games for me. I'd like to share some memories I have of my school life that made it so memorable.

In my kindergarten class I met my future best friend Alicia. Of course, at that time I had no intention of making friends, just excited that I was somewhere that was not my house or my front yard. ( I was dark as a child ) I specifically remember one day where since it was Doctor Seuss week at my school ( a week where we celebrate Seuss's legacy and works crammed into five days ) and we made green eggs and ham. I thought it was amazing that the eggs turned green. I didn't eat them in the end but I had fun poking and watching my peers eat them. I though they were pretty disgusting but in that time I really had no opinion on anything. You know how children think: food, sleep, FUN.












Next memory I'd like to share is later on in my third grade year where I went back into my second grade class to mentor the little kids there. My teacher, Mr. Melendez, loved me as his own child. He gave me a nickname that I still use today: Nat-Ram, a combination of my first and last name. I stayed and read to the class and helped them answer questions. At the end when I had to leave because lunch was over, I ended up being about ten minutes late to class. I of course got in slight trouble but was okay because I was on my teacher's good side.  

Still best friends. Still dorks

Next was the time in seventh grade when our PE teacher at the time made us do physical training inside the class because it was raining outside. Now this consists of jumping jacks, sit-ups, push-ups of all kinds, squats, and the dreadful lunges. And this was the first time I had ever done this type of workout. The next day after this horrible workout, as you guys can imagine, were were sore as heck. I fell out of bed because my legs wouldn't support me. My friends were the same. Every time we sat down it was the worst pain in the world. So at lunch  my friends Alicia (Above), Marcia, Brisy, and Isaiah and I decided to get rid of the pain. By running. That was the worst pain I had ever felt. My muscles refused in every way possible. But I could move again thank Jebus. I will never forget that pain. So now I do exercise very often to never feel that pain.
Isaiah, Marcia, and Alicia; My childhood friends

Lastly I'll share the story of how Alicia and me broke our band director's podium. Ahh freshman year. So we just came from a band concert at a neighboring school (which we totally rocked the best) and we stuffed the podium in a bus seat. When we got to our school we loaded everything off the bus and the late idem being the podium. When Alicia and me were pulling it off the seat, one of the legs were stuck under the seat. so we jerked it the podium up and well, you guessed it, it snapped. We started laughing like crazy and walked to the band room still laughing. The director wasn't mad but we still felt bad and super glued it back. 

I hope you enjoyed laugh at my little stories of my school days and will continue to read my blog. 
To good memories, 
Natalie ♫


Friday, August 23, 2013

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 ♫