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Just Ask the Teacher

Hello people. Guess who is still alive?
Everyone who came to school on Tuesday. Nothing happened at all. The next day Mr. Weissler called everyone who stayed home "scrubs". I was like darn right.
Guys I really need to go to the bathroom but I don't think I can right now. Ahhhh. Dying. I am gonna ask.


Alright, I am good now. The coach made me ask in Spanish though. I thanked him in German.
I just realized that I had homework from yesterday. Dagnabit. Oh well. I will do my science homework in science class and my Spanish homework tonight. Hopefully.
Yesterday God really saved my butt. I was like THANK YOU SO MUCH. We had to make a cooking video in Spanish for a test grade and it was due yesterday. (cough cough, Cowgirl can't plan stuff y'all. Like my mom, I lack good communication skills.) Anyway, since there was a shooter threat and nobody was at school (and maybe some other reason) the coach moved the due date to today. I was like YES! We can make this tonight, but there was also a soccer game to shoot.
Then it got canceled because there was a thunderstorm.
 
Although it was a group project, only two out of the four of us made it to the filming. So two of us will either fail or have to make something. I felt bad for filming without them, I kind of follow the no man left behind motto. I honestly feel like I heartlessly left them to die in the desert.
I am so mean I guess.
Today I did something totally um...what's the word? Not random...use that too often...similar to out of the blue or spurr of the moment....lemme know when you figure out the right word. (That is my challenge to you.)
Anyway, I did something that word. As you may know, to run for like king or queen etc at the military ball, one must first write a speech. To write a speech, one must first know what kind of speech is required. Yes?
Yeah. I decided to run like a week ago, but I don't know the first thing about this speech. I found out that it is a campaign speech, but how does one campaign for something so frivolous? So utterly pointless? I do not know the answer. First I asked Brian, because he seems to know everything. The cocky guy with the well toned muscles and the bike tattoo.... {focus Cowgirl}
Oh yeah, that Brian just told me a campaign speech. I asked Sgt Hickman and he wasn't much help either. This morning though, I was walking to class and I heard a teacher tell a boy to work on his speech or something like that. I was like
DUH. Speech and debate teacher. Cannot believe it took me that long to realize the resource that I had literally down the hall. i asked her if she could help me, and she was so thrilled. Today at lunch I am going to see her. We are going to make an outline for my speech. I finally have a bit of confidence in this. Well, I should probably go. The period is about to end. Have a good day, people.

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