My sister told me this one. So there's this girl on her swim team, Cara Patterson and she's really cool (anyone with their bellybutton pierced is cool in my book) and tall and pretty and all that stuff and one of the fastest swimmers on the team. Their coach, Pete, is a little... well, strange is the best way to put it.
So Cara goes up to Pete yesterday and says in a quiet-ish voice, "Pete, I'm sorry but I can't swim anymore." He asked her why, and she said she was pregnant. Pete just stared at her for a moment and then found her boyfriend, who is also on the team, and started SCREAMING at him because he had "ruined the swim team" because "Cara is his best swimmer" and he "never wanted to see him again," etc.
Sorry, I love that. Pete is such an oddball, though it makes sense in a screwed-up way that he would yell at her boyfriend instead of her. Whatever.
Today at 9:30 I get to go to Emerson for a meeting with the counselor, about going to Emerson next year or something. I like Ms. Kennedy so this should be fun. And I get to skip math...
P.S. The German exchange student is here. She is sooooo adorable! I love the accent. I should write more but right now I have to get ready...