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How was School, Cowgirl?

Hi guys! So yesterday went pretty well. I survived and even made some acquaintances. I started the day off by looking around the school with my neighbor and #2. Then we had breakfast (It was a sad breakfast, not even a whole slice of bread's worth of french toast and some peaches in a cup and Powerade zero. I grabbed the Powerade because it was blue.) Then we were about to start heading toward our classes when I saw a man standing next to like a TV camera. So naturally I asked if he was the TV guy. (My neighbor was like, "Keep me away from that camera"She clearly doesn't understand that she is part of history in the making.) The man interviewed me. When the video is online I will post a link probably. In journalism I met a girl that seemed nice, and I met another girl that I have math and history with. She talked a lot during history which frustrated me a little bit. Hopefully she doesn't always do that. She helped me navigate the lunch line. After math was history and then English and then lunch...it was like 1:30 and after my skimpy breakfast I was super hungry. I should totally bring a snack today. LOL. My friend doesn't eat fruits or vegetables though so she gave me her salad. I was nice and full after lunch. I should sit with her more often. ;) After lunch was AFJROTC. On the way there I met a freshman with curly wavy hair and he liked my "Style". (I had a sparkly sweater) He also said that my hat makes me look "dope". I just assumed that means cool. The little guy was kind of cute lol. (By little I mean he was probably taller than me) There was a sophomre in ROTC as well that caught my attention. We were headed toward the same doorway at the same moment and he stopped to let me go first. (Well, we both stopped but he stopped and insisted that I go.) Then a few minutes later I was talking to the MSGT so we were the last through and he waited for me (us) and held the door even though we were a distance down the hallway. I was like, that is so sweet. Later dad was all, "Was he cute?"
IDK but he was polite and he smiled at me. Chivalry being good with children is what makes guys attractive in my book.
The MSGT told me that there is a no hat policy. That made me sad. But as a leader in many areas I have decided to be mature about it and not argue.
 Later I ran into a kid from driver's ed. He pulled a stinger out of my neck so when I noticed him walking next to me I immediately recognized him. He took a little longer to remember me. That was the one time I got lost because I was distracted and following my distraction down the wrong hallway toward the tennis courts...
Whoops. That was pretty much my day. It was fun and exciting. Today is day two. I must go now, you guys have a good day. 😁The Kids are awake.

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