Thank you for stating the obvious.

Jun 18, 2009 16:58


I have officially had the strangest day of summer vacation yet.

Before I dive into story telling/ranting, let me give some background info. I'm in the all-honors program at my school, and since the honors program has so many different courses for freshman- through senior-year, they have nowhere for P.E. except a 2-week crash course of it during the summer. I started this week.

So anyways, we've had fairly nice weather outside for the first week, but when we head outside for the first hour to run, there's these huge, ominously grey clouds rolling in. And our P.E. teacher turns to my cross-country coach (who is holding a day camp for grade school at the same time we run on the track for P.E.) and says, "Coach, you think we should run?" (Which is a stupid question to ask a cross-country coach, because of course he's going to say it's okay to run. And he did.)

So we're just running along, and the clouds keep coming until that's all there is in the sky; and when we hear thunder we go inside. Then, we wait an hour while we do testing for softball and football (skills testing = easiest tests ever); we head back outside after my P.E. teacher and coach agree that it's okay to go back out and run. But, no sooner do we get out there, when

BAM!!!

this huge bolt of lighting goes down right in the middle of the soccer field next to the track.

So we all start freaking out and laughing simultaneously, and it starts raining as soon as the thunder follows. My P.E. teacher turns to Mr. Cross-Country and says, "Coach, what's the weather forecast look like?" (meaning he wanted to know if my coach knew the forecast for the rest of the day.) And my coach just stands there for a moment looking at the rain and the lightning, ponders the question, and then answers (non-humourously...he is DEAD serious) "Well, it's a storm."

And that's all he says.

My coach always seems to be able to do stupid stuff that embarrasses me and my teammates in front of everyone else. Like the above case. Eh, oh well. Other than that, summer P.E. is actually pretty fun...since I'm a big bad sophomore now, it's nice to meet some of the incoming freshman and be momma bear for a change instead of listening to the mean sophomore (now junior) class ahead of us chant (all through last year), "Freshman! Freshman! Freshman!" (Yes, the same way they do in that "I Love College" song or whatever it's called. Either way, it's a stupid song.)

Nothing else is very new.

Carry on.
~Elise

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