Marching to the beat of the Harlem Fake

So hi guys it's Nathalie...

Anywho I remembered that this blog was also going to be a way to tell Mr. Swag what's going on in our lives. And I really wanted to tell Mr. Swag (I'm sorry, I don't think I'll ever be able to call him Steve) that I SURVIVED MARCHING BAND. And it was so fun. I mean, my outlook towards marching band has changed quite a bit, as I was put off by (okay not happy with) the idea we were forced to do in freshman year. (Seriously super fun!)

**Nostalgia Alert** I remember being a little skeptic about CLS in the beginning. But I eventually found a family with you guys and had a blast. Sure we didn't get along all the time and were super dysfunctional but that what family's for right? In marching band, I similarly now have a (sorta) family within my pitlets and my drumline people. Even though I embarrass myself almost daily in front of those guys.

So (I guess) what I'm trying to get at here, is that the good comes along with the bad. And you might struggle up a mountain but at the top you'll find that it's better up here and you're glad you came. I seriously miss the good old days (I almost teared up looking at those photos, Erica) but I have KOALAS now. And it's not necessarily better or worse, it's just different.

So Mr. Swag, next year if you happen to find yourself hearing the marching band rehearsals, listen for a clumsy and awkward bass drum/cymbal.  That (hopefully) will be me.  :)

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Ubiquitous Underrated Uplifting Updates

Hi guys!

In case you weren't aware, I'm proud to announce that things in the Academy are going swimingly (get it, cause seals are marine mammals?) With the support of the fabulous and currently bearded Mr.Kiang, we've claimed M201 on Friday afternoons. The room is great and we are very fortunate! The rule is that the class/group/teacher using the room at any given time can do whatever they want to the chairs/tables and the next class/group/teacher is responsible for rearranging however they like. This means we have had the fortune of arranging the desks in stage formation and using the chairs as props, cars and sometimes... lethal weapons (i'm so sorry, Nat.)

Audrey has been elected as Sorta-Kinda-Not-But-Almost-Temporary-President-In-Charge-Woman and she is amazing! We are really really grateful for her planning even though we don't always show it and are constantly trying to talk over her :)

But fo realz, to everyone in the KOALAs (keiki oka aina laulima aloha) meetings: Thanks so much for coming! Even though not everyone can make it to every meeting, and some of us don't come at all *cough* T-va *cough*, we are keeping the flames of improv burning in the Academy.

I've taken some pictures on my iPod of our scenes, but now that I have a real camera I might get some good ones and post. Hopefully, Steve will see them.

Until then, here are two of my favorite pictures of all time...

Credit to Marie for staying off-stage to take this ;)

I miss this show! More importantly though I miss having everyone together. 

Alright, that's all for now. Stay exciting mammal friends.

- Erica, Urca, Eatatoe, Ito