Outside Lands: My First Experience

Outside Lands: My First Experience

Daniel Caesar saved my life.


Everyone knows the usual amazing music festivals people go to are either Coachella or Lollapalooza. Girls dressing up as hipsters or as ravers when guys usually go shirtless with shorts and sunglasses. Outside Lands is a whole different story, everyone dresses up with their own unique style, food trucks everywhere, and the music is absolutely amazing. I remember the first time I heard about Outside Lands was when Sam Smith came in 2015 and I was shocked to hear that San Francisco even did these festivals. Just imagining me dressed up with a group of friends and having a good time only increased my desire to go. This year I finally decided to go with my best friend, her boyfriend, and my boyfriend to have the best time of my life. Unfortunately, Outside Lands did not go as planned and my first experience turned out to be a rollercoaster.

When I arrived at the festival around 12:30 PM, I was running on an empty stomach and was completely dehydrated due to rushing out of the house in the morning. When I met up with my friends I asked if we can go eat and I ended up buying three tamales for my boyfriend and me. At around 2:10 PM we all decided to go to the Twin Peaks stage and watch a performance before Daniel Cesar. The plan was to move up after the performance in order to have a good view, but as the hot blazing sun was burning my neck and the thousands of people suffocating the only space I had around me, something weird started happening to my body. It started in the tightness of my chest which moved up to the clogging my throat where I believed what was indigestion it was actually lack of breath. Quickly, my vision becomes blurry and the only thing I can see is half of the people's faces and the other half was purple. My ears clogged up as my vision became worse and that is when I knew I was about to pass out.

The crowd around me was asking if I was okay, three seconds later I start to fall and the security guard carries me out of the crowd. A living nightmare. My boyfriend climbed over the fence and followed me backstage where the medic was supposed to meet me. At this point, my vision and hearing improve but I start to shake and all blood circulation in my hands decrease and they go completely white. See, the first thought any sane person would have is "am I going to be okay?", but no my crazy in shocked-self worried more about Daniel Caesar's performance. Of course, other thoughts were going through my head, but I was in the biggest shock of my life that I was not in sync with my emotions. Medics mentioned it was dehydration mixed with anxiety and crowd syndrome. This was a huge mess. Yet somehow the situation turns around and takes all of my symptoms away.

I saw Daniel Caesar behind the stage.


Let's recap what had just happened to me: I lost my vision and sight, I almost passed out, and lost all blood circulation to my hands and as a result, I see my all time favorite celebrity? My day went from a nightmare to a dream. Even though I was scared for my life and still felt lightheaded, something inside me gave me the strength to move on and enjoy the rest of my day. Do not be like me. I listened to your typical Bay Area music and tried to treasure every moment possible. My boyfriend was mainly my hero the entire day as he was taking care of me and constantly asking if I was okay to continue. Honestly, I knew I should have gone home to rest and improve, but my immature-self wanted the "fun experience." Never again.

I was really happy in this very moment.

As my day continued, I was happy to see everyone having a good time because I wanted to end my day on a good note. I was lucky enough to see Illenium, Future, SOBxRBE, and more artists. Outside Lands had its ups and downs (literally), but I am glad that I had wonderful people around me and the opportunity to have the best time of my life.

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The Coach That Killed My Passion

An open letter to the coach that made me hate a sport I once loved.

I fell in love with the game in second grade. I lived for every practice and every game. I lived for the countless hours in the gym or my driveway perfecting every shot, every pass and every move I could think of. Every night after dinner, I would go shoot and would not allow myself to go inside until I hit a hundred shots. I had a desire to play, to get better and to be the best basketball player I could possibly be.

I had many coaches between church leagues, rec leagues, personal coaches, basketball camps, middle school and high school. Most of the coaches I had the opportunity to play for had a passion for the game like I did. They inspired me to never stop working. They would tell me I had a natural ability. I took pride in knowing that I worked hard and I took pride in the compliments that I got from my coaches and other parents. I always looked forward to the drills and, believe it or not, I even looked forward to the running. These coaches had a desire to teach, and I had a desire to learn through every good and bad thing that happened during many seasons. Thank you to the coaches that coached and supported me through the years.

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Along with the good coaches, are a few bad coaches. These are the coaches that focused on favorites instead of the good of the entire team. I had coaches that no matter how hard I worked, it would never be good enough for them. I had coaches that would take insults too far on the court and in the classroom.

I had coaches that killed my passion and love for the game of basketball.

When a passion dies, it is quite possibly the most heartbreaking thing ever. A desire you once had to play every second of the day is gone; it turns into dreading every practice and game. It turns into leaving every game with earphones in so other parents don't talk to you about it. It meant dreading school the next day due to everyone talking about the previous game. My passion was destroyed when a coach looked at me in the eyes and said, "You could go to any other school and start varsity, but you just can't play for me."

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Looking back now at the amount of tears shed after practices and games, I just want to say to this coach: Making me feel bad about myself doesn't make me want to play and work hard for you, whether in the classroom or on the court. Telling me that, "Hard work always pays off" and not keeping that word doesn't make me want to work hard either. I spent every minute of the day focusing on making sure you didn't see the pain that I felt, and all of my energy was put towards that fake smile when I said I was OK with how you treated me. There are not words for the feeling I got when parents of teammates asked why I didn't play more or why I got pulled after one mistake; I simply didn't have an answer. The way you made me feel about myself and my ability to play ball made me hate myself; not only did you make me doubt my ability to play, you turned my teammates against me to where they didn't trust my abilities. I would not wish the pain you caused me on my greatest enemy. I pray that one day, eventually, when all of your players quit coming back that you realize that it isn't all about winning records. It’s about the players. You can have winning records without a good coach if you have a good team, but you won’t have a team if you can't treat players with the respect they deserve.

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7 Things You May Not Know About College Dance Teams

Commonly mistaken for cheerleaders at sporting events, we live a life pretty much unknown to most others!


Although most of the Student Body only sees us as the girls that dance at football and basketball games, there is so much more that we do. From all of the preparations for our game day routines, workouts, working on team uniformity, a lot goes into our few minutes on the court. And for us, that's just a side hobby. Many Dance Teams nationwide compete at a National competition once a year. Most teams' goals are the same: winning a national championship. But what it takes to accomplish that is so much more than anyone sees!

We workout... a lot.


From timed mile tests to morning workouts, we NEVER stop working out. Running, lifting, core-strengthening are just some of the things we do on the side to make sure we are always at our peak physically. And it helps us look good, too.

We practice a lot, too!


From learning and perfecting game day routines to learning and perfecting our national's routine, practices never stop. We typically practice 3-5 times a week!

Game-day appearance is no joke!


From the fake eyelashes to the full face of makeup, our final look must be approved by a coach before ANY performance.

Uniformity is a NECESSITY!


From matching uniforms, to the same brand and color of lipstick, to the same exact style of eyelashes, probably the most important part of any collegiate dance team is the uniformity!

Nationals is our Super Bowl


Game days can be fun and exciting, too, but the attention is on the players, as it should be. At nationals, however, we are the ones directly representing our school and competing for the National Title! Nothing compares to the feeling!

Fundraising, fundraising, and MORE fundraising!


Collegiate Dance Team Nationals isn't cheap! Most Dance Teams have to fund at least the majority of their national's expenses, which is A LOT of money! From working kids' clinics, selling clothing, having GoFundMe pages, having Bingo events, the list can go on for days!! So much work is put in outside of practice just to raise enough money to compete at a national competition.

The audition process is ... brutal.


From learning a dance off of Youtube a few days prior to the audition and performing it in front of judges, to executing all of the necessary technical skills (no matter if its YOUR cup of tea or not), to personal interviews, to a conditioning evaluation, auditions for collegiate dance teams might be some of the toughest days of the year.

Overall, being on a college Dance Team can be very overwhelming, but being surrounded by girls with similar interests as you 24/7 who are like family to you, make it all worth it!

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