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Cowboys and Posting Colors

Hello people. How are you guys? I am physically and mentally exhausted. (She says on Thursday). Yesterday, I was in the cafeteria about to eat breakfast with a pregnant girl (She looks pregnant. She might just have some wacky parasite.) from my algebra class when the Colonel calls me. I really like the Colonel so naturally I came. (Also he is in charge so I have to do what he says, but in this case I did so because I wanted to.) He told me to go help the boy with the maroon shirt. This boy, fereal think classic cowboy and that is what he looked like. He had the hat, jeans, boots, belt, the long sleeve button up shirt. (you know what I'm talking about?) His backpack was even camouflage. Usually I really like cowboys, but at that moment I was thinking that I might have to say farewell to breakfast. Service before self. I came up to the cowboy and said, "I think I am supposed to help you with something." (Really lame opening line, I was nervous because I didn't know what I was doing, k?) He told me to find two more cadets. At that moment I could only think of two, and one hadn't arrived yet. (I had spoken to the other though, so I knew he was there.) I started playing Where's So-And-So (My favorite game. Basically Where's Waldo) and almost instantly I spotted him.
"There's K." (His name isn't K, I'm the only one who calls him that.) So we grab K and one other cadet and go to get the American flag. You can see where I'm going, right? I helped put up the flag. K wasn't very pleasant to work with, I think he was annoyed that I don't know how to march or really do anything related to what we were doing. The cowboy was sweet though. He showed me how to hold the flag properly. Oh, also he had been up since four thirty because he had to feed the cows and horses. (The moment he said that, I was like, "I like you." I didn't say that though.) Cowboys in general are like, my favorite people because they have good manners. (Amongst other reasons) I ended up eating lunch with K and my two female friends. (He is friends with the girl from journalism so I was like, yeah he can join us if he wants.) He went and got a chair just for me. The small act of chivalry will remain unforgotten. He might have an unreliable temper but he is kind. After school I went to speak with the lady in charge of Cheer concerning a mascot... She was on duty so we rescheduled to meet today during my seventh period which is ROTC. I already got the good to go from MSgt Hickman, so I just have to wait and not forget.
Well mom says I have to go now. It's 6:21. Bye y'all.
(Other things happened throughout the day too, obviously. Everyday is an adventure.

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