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Name: Ryan
Birthday: 1/12/1990
Gender: Male
Interests: chantico. even though i said i hated it, i went back for more. i wonder if they make chantico patches.
Expertise: making anybody within a 5-mile radius immediately and vastly cooler than they were before.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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AIM:  frameONcue
Member Since:
10/27/2004
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| so it 's finally over. i really don't know if i'm eloquent enough to put this into words... i'm actually pretty reluctant to, but i suppose i have to try.
LHSMB has been such a huge part of my life for the last four years... nothing will ever replace it. the people who have passed through, the music, the shows i've learned... i hate to use such a cliche'd remark, but it really has been a life-changing experience for me. there's so much i want to say that i'm almost completely sure that once i click submit, i'm going to realize that i've missed something. well, here goes.
freshman year
wow. what a new thing for me. i couldn't understand the intensity i saw in (most of) the upperclassmens' eyes at the first few shows. i didn't understand what it was. i saw the energy, but i didn't get it. why, i asked? what is so great about this marching band thing? and slowly, but surely, i began to understand. putting your energy, your heart into the practices, putting your ass out there on the field and leaving it there -- that's what it was about. what do i mean by leaving it there, you ask? to tell you the truth, i don't really know how to explain it myself. it's getting out there and playing until your eyes bulge, getting out there and marching until your calves pull and your shins feel like they're about to explode, but somehow still feeling good about it when you leave the field. it's circling up and knowing that you just marched a hell of a show. there's no feeling like that. and in my first marching year, i thought it would never get better. oh, how wrong i was. and after every show in my first year, i thought i had pushed myself to my furthest extent. oh, how wrong i was about that, too. now, let's see how many people i can remember...
Andrew Hao - what can i say, except sup, cool guy? you've influenced me beyond reason, pretty much everything i do in MB (except screwing around), i model it after you. you taught me to march. you taught me to have fun in MB, and you taught me to buckle down and work my ass off in MB. You taught me how to lead and you taught me how to mark time [albeit jerkily]. thanks, man. miss you.
Angela Wu - miss marching next to me? thanks for letting us have that one sectional at your house. must've been pretty noisy. jeez, i remember so many sets where i messed up the diagonal and you yelled at me. nodaaaaa. ANGELA WU. i remember we used to shout each other's names at each other. memories.
sophomore year
to be continued
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| this is going to be the coolest entry EVER.
today i went to school.
school was...aiite.
pretty much a normal day you know i hang out with my homiess
and talk to my homeboys. yeahuh.
ok no. i have nothing to say.
im having spazz attacks.
im really wierd. i like to say weird things and quote random phrases. hip hip hooray for not making any sense!
ok this isn't working. i can't write like ryan.
practice sucked today cause i didn't feel good at all, but we got out early. that was good. i want to go shopping. and yesterday, coach yelled really loudly what the hell are you doing to some kid but i happened to be right in front of him, so i literally jumped out of my skin cause i still think he's scary. i like the california sun. say hello to california sun guys! the california sunnn :] i can't wait for summer. worldcup :] ive been waiting too long. this year, we're not going to make it as far but if we get in to like...semi-quarters (?), im happy. i stuck my tongue out at random kids yesterday. including a kid who walks like a miller kid and the same guy i asked for spanish techno. yeah. tomorrow's gonna be a great day :]
catch y'all laterrr
ps. what a scatterbrain. i detest scatterbrains like her.
pps. scatterbrain is a fantastic word :]
FANTASTICO!
MUY FANTASTICO!
what a great word :]
OH. and a word of WARNING to those who hasn't suffered yet.
if you scroll down, there is a big red dot that says DO NOT PRESS.
since it says DO NOT PRESS, i adivse you strongly NOT TO PRESS.
it causes you nothing but torment and torture and i call it a pure waste of time.
so, if you want to save yourself sometime, DO NOT PRESS THE BIG RED BUTTON. have fun pressing those damn buttons fools :]
i would like to go to marble slab. right now. | | |
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