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The best thing that happened to me this week was how I didn't have school on Wednesday because of Veteran Day. Itś my highlight because I was able to sleep in and be able to play video games and I enjoyed that. The worst thing that happened to me this week was yesterday when I went to greenleaf and they had showed my picture and I was really embarresses that they did that to me but people was being nice about it so it was ok I guess but I still didn't like it. The weirdest thing that happened to me this week was when I have went to greenleaf and I was kicked out because it was stil school but I went before ad didn't get kicked out so yeah that was weird and I was weird that I am like a foot taller than my Math and Science teacher. It was funny
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