I glanced down at my wrists. I had 18 rubber bands, enough to “survive…” But was it enough to win? I ran by a bush, a rubber band catching on it and snapping. “Dang it,” I thought. I started to walk again, dragging the daypack I had accidentally brought behind me. We were suppose to leave all daypacks at “habitat lines,” sort of like a marching line area. Unfortunately, being the idiot I am, I forgot to. “This isn’t a game!” I thought. Well actually, it was. As different types of animals we were supposed to gain the most amount of rubber bands possible. I was in the woods and ducked behind a tree, scanning the area. With my black and white “gangster hat,” as I called it on top of me, I spotted my next target. “Bingo,” I said aloud. As an
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Summer before junior year of high school, I was looking at a lot of standardized tests, essays, a heavier school workload, college applications, and getting a driver's license; my most immediate concern, however, was the soon to begin marching band season. Spring semester of sophomore year I had decided to audition for a leadership position in the band, and I suppose I was the best candidate because I managed to snag Section Leader for my instrument, clarinet. As the final days of July passed by, I anticipated the start of a season where I would be mentoring and teaching my fellow clarinet players the complex art of marching band. A few days before leadership camp I received a letter in the mail from the Head Band Director, Mr. Larry Brown, and immediately I knew things were not going to be what I expected.
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Over the years, I’ve been blessed with the opportunity in being the twirling instructor for Goldthwaite Middle and High School. I have gained a lot physically and mentally while working with these young girls. Throughout this process I’ve realized I am not perfect and still growing. Which is why when I received a new twirler last year, I knew I had to step up my skills.
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One extracurricular activity that I am heavily involved in is my schools Webcast. At the Webcast, we broadcast different sporting events that occur at our school such as football, basketball, and volleyball through the NFHS Network. The Webcast has been recognized for three years as an NFHS Elite School. NFHS uses our school's webcast as an example for other schools. I have been a member of the Webcast all throughout my four years at St. Pius. I had to film games, work the switcher/soundboard, and work on the computer that make sure everything is presentable. I also have commentated for Softball, Baseball, and Lacrosse. Currently, I am the Senior Leader/Producer of the program. As Producer, my responsibilities are plentiful. I have to create
I have been given the opportunity to participate in the only coed acapella group at my college. I am very grateful for all of the opportunities I get in my life, and having this chance to further pursue the joy of music has been great for me. Additionally, I have learned much about leadership and working with college administration through this group. This group is entirely student lead, so we rely on personal effort and initiative of our members to function. Most of the fourteen members have a specific administrative function to carry out in addition to continuous effort musically. I am the beatboxer of the group, so my participation involves maintaining the group at a constant tempo and manipulating the feeling of the song through the choice
When I first joined the band, I was a quiet, emotionless guy. I didn’t have any close friends in the band either, so honestly, I wasn’t having the best time. The people around me always seemed so happy to talk to others, and it confused me in a way. But then when band camp rolled around, people started to talk to me, so naturally, I began to respond to them, and eventually I began to start conversations for myself. I was a whole lot less awkward as days turned into months, my stuttering was reduced to almost none, I'm pretty loud, and I'm pretty friendly too.
It started with an idea of wanting to play a game from his childhood, instead, this time speed running the game and streaming it online for others to see. To his friends it sounded like an odd idea, to begin with, streaming your game online for others to watch instead of just playing the game yourself? Loren didn't let this stop him, with the computer, stream layout and TV connected to the console all set up and ready to his satisfaction he was all set for the long haul. Setting up marathons that would include having snacks on hand to chugging energy drinks to stay away just to make that 24 hour stream time limit.