Yeah, I just got back from the field trip. It was...OK. Let me explain and recap on my adventures...and more. (Be warned: This is probably my longest blog ever.)
On Thursday, I left algebra clas.s and got our luggage packed onto the luxury bus we were riding in. The bus was pretty cool. We had a cool driver, and there were multiple screens (like the ones you see in airplanes) and we watched Night At The Museum. I didn't watch it, because I was just listening to my iPod. The guy I was sitting next to, his tuna sandwich fell apart in the container, and it was all grody and looked like piss and old puke combined (don't picture it). We got to the hotel in Eugene at 2:30, but our room wasn't ready, and we had to wait about an hour to get our room, which really sucked.
We got 2 hours of free time, and my friends and I went to the pool. They had a marco-polo fight, and I didn't take part in it, as I would probably drown, though I was thrown around a couple of times since I'm so small and light.
After that fiasco, we went to the hotel's restaurant, where they served us disgusting chicken and crappy mac & cheese. It was so bad that everyone at the table stopped eating within 5 minutes. During the rest of the time, we played a celebrity game where we named a celebrity, and the next person had to come up with a celebrity whose name starts with the letter of the last letter of the last guy. It killed time, and it was fun.
Then we went to the Eugene Symphony, where they played 3 pieces. I thought, wow, how could they play 3 pieces in 2 hours? There's gonna be at least 30 minutes before the scheduled time the symphony ended. WRONG! No, the 3rd piece actually turned out to be an hour and five minutes (I counted because I was so damn bored), and we ran 20 minutes overschedule. It was so bad that not too many people applauded when it ended, because they were headed for the exits.
When we got back to the hotel, we chose our beds and I started drifting off with Family Guy on the TV, when I suddenly felt a large (no, very large) weight drop on my stomach. Yes, it was my fat friend. The two other kids in the room soon joined him in dogpiling me, and I was crushed by at least 375 pounds. Yeah, there are some pretty fat kids at my school.
Then during the night, the boy I was sleeping with (by force, just for clarification) started rubbing his feet against mine. The next minute, I was on the ground, without a blanket, sleeping. Yeah, can you say uncomfortable and awkward?
The next morning, we went to the University of Oregon and had a clinic with this one guy, who gave me an important quote, which is now my blog header. Then we went to the senior center and played for the old folks there. It was a very disappointing crowd. There were only 6 seniors. What's even worse is that there were more chaperones than seniors there. Ouch, we got dissed. However, we were "so good" that they wanted an encore. We didn't give them one, due to the fact that we didn't have anything else to play. So, we left with parting gifts (chocolate and pens).
The last stop was this arcade/laser tag/mini golf place, celebrating our great year in band. First, we ate pizza, which was so disgusting that I almost threw up. Almost. Then we played mini golf, which was fun because there were people who failed, and people who excelled, making this the perfect opportunity to taunt each other. After a half hour of arcade games, there was laser tag. I'm not really a fan of laser tag, so I didn't join in. It soon dawned on me that I was one of only four people on the entire field trip not playing laser tag. The four of us screwed around on the golf course (where one of them almost hit a lady in the head with the ball) and the arcade. They were in there for awhile, about an hour. Everyone was sweaty and smelly and everything. Too bad I had to sit next to one of them on the bus ride home.
On the bus ride home, we watched Back to the Future. It was really funny (not the movie) because I fell asleep during the movie, and one of my friends poked me lightly in the arm and I shot up straight up in the air a good 4 inches, yelping, "AAAHHH!" Yeah, that tends to get attention. Then, another kid locked himself up in the overheard compartment of the bus, and the adults didn't see him at all!
Yeah, that's it. I'm at home now. That was pretty beefy. Uh, I'm gonna stop typing, leaving you with a random quote!
Random Quote: "What the fotch!?!" - one of my friends, using a combination of the words "f***" and "b****."
Skizzles! :P
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