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Hello people. How are you today? I am Happy, because today is Saturday, and sad because I have lots of homework so I won't get to watch the Flash probably. 😟
That is alright though. I am disciplined. I will do my school. I have to fill out a cadet resume. I like resumes cuz I get to brag. LOL So the boys at my school are like, super flirty. Like normal boys. (I love it so much.) Like the cowboy (actually I know his name now, so he is just Cowboy. Yes I realize that my own nickname is Cowgirl, they are not connected.) He walks down the hallway and either joins me and walks with me, or pokes me. Yesterday he grabbed my hair when he walked past. I was like, "Who's touching me?" It was just him though so it was fine. Get-er-Done was poking me with his pencil in science class and K, well he's just a mess. He did this to both me, and my friend. He grabbed our shoulder, ran away a few feet and turned to look at us saying, "Oh! I didn't see you there!" Like fereal. You totally saw us. I don't mind though. I am super flirty anyway. At one point, I was waling and talking to Cowboy on the way to lunch when the ROTC boy that owes me pasta puts a hand on both of our backpacks and asks if we missed him. Cowboy says no. I was just like.
Oh my gosh. He's touching me. 
Image result for blush I'm just going to point out right now, I hate that I blush so easily. I see this boy, and turn pink. He has a GF though so... He needs to dump her...(Jk) I heard she's not all that great. IDK though because I never met her. So yeah. That's my life. 
Wait. A boy winked at me in math class. It made me giggle. It was super weird LOL. 
Hey guess what! I'm famous. Check out this video and see if you can find me. 
I should put something educational for y'all. I feel so selfish just talking about me. Um..... Let's see.  Actually I think I hear footsteps. This week I will have something educational at least once. I promise. What holiday are we celebrating? Do y'all know? (I don't)
Have a great weekend.

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