It's only Tuesday and so far the week is an amazing one. Yesterday, FFA California state officers came to my school. If you don't know what FFA is you probably wouldn't care. But I being a chapter officer, seeing the state officers was a pretty neat thing, also celebrating Casey Custer receiving the 1000th jacket from gift of blue was awesome. I met some pretty powerful people Like director of merchandise, Lee anne and Josh who is a head of FFA. I don't know about you, but that's a. people pretty big deal.
Other than me girl fanning over FFA, this week is set. Tomorrow HYLC is having 1st cluster meeting and modesto Jr college is holding college night. Later this week I "volunteer" at a local boutique it's my joy doing. And then football game on Friday followed by a movie with the whole school. I have to give Ean Valdez props of making this year really speacial. Took this non spirit school into a spirit mood over the summer. Him and others of course.
On a more personal level.
I believe I had a moment with this boy on the bus. Lets call him brown eyes. We actually bummed into each other before the bus even got to school. While on the bus I had enough room to spread my legs out and hugged them. I looked up to see brown eyes stare at me and the girl behind him. I totally freak and leaned back into my seat. But he was looking at me. The next day, (today) I sat on my usual table in the morning. Seating three tables in front of me, was again brown eyes. And the girl sitting next him. He got up and walked away from his seat. Leaving the girl behind. I have no idea what's happening. But I got the feeling that that feeling isn't going away.
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Senior Year
أدب المراهقينDear Nobody ,here's the story of a normal 17 year old girl at the end of her year school years. In her childhood town's school, Waterford High. This is in diary form, an autobiography type of story.
