So my Latin teacher (I know, I know, she takes Latin? Isn’t that a dead language? Yes it is) proposed to his girlfriend over the weekend. I know, sounds not that exciting, but you don’t know my Latin teacher. He’s such a nerd and a weirdo and more emotionally immature than my friends and I are. So we found out today and we asked him how and when he proposed, but he kept telling us to go see his girlfriend, who’s the receptionist at our school, so she could tell us the story after school. So we went after school but she was busy getting detention started up, so we went back up to his room and he sent us back downstairs. Finally she tells us and then takes us on a field trip to his room so we can hear his side of the story. He takes literally 15 minutes to tell a 3 minute story. And Mary-Claire and I carpool, and her mom was about to get really mad at us for getting out of the school so late. Long story short, we’re all pretty shocked he proposed. Also, he didt know who Kay Jewelers were! Does he not watch TV around Christmas time? Oh well, that’s it, bye!
Oh, and she said yes.