Laughed Until We Cried: Part 3

“Room 111 is two twin beds, who wants it?”
“We do” said Perla, and silvia as Mr. Griff read the room numbers off of the keys.
“Room 112 is a double twin bed, who wants it?”
“We do” said sara and janet.
“Room 113, one king size bed?” Apparently powder (who was my roommate for the trip) failed to hear when Mr. Griffin described the room as a single king size bed.
“We want it!” cried powder.
“What the hell is your problem,” I said, snatching the key out of his hand and handing it back to the teacher. “He said it was only one bed… for the two of us!
“Oh, my bad! Can we have another room?” Powder asked.
Much to our dismay, Mr. Griff just laughed and said, “Nope, you called it, you get it.”
We ended up having one bed for two nights for two guys. I told powder that he would be sleeping on the floor!

When we drove to the Shakespearian Festival I didn’t know hat to expect. At that point I thought I was all “hard core” so I didn’t read Shakespeare or anything for that matter. I knew I would be bored when I signed up for the trip but I didn’t imagine how fun a Shakespearian play could be with a bunch of fellow high school kids.

When we were about to enter into the stadium we encountered a gothic girl that had a bible on a leash and was dragging it like a dog. Ironically some of the kids cussed her out for dragging the holy book claiming that she was defending their holy peaceful belief system. I didn’t really believe in Christianity at the time so I knew the girl’s action was wrong, but I didn’t try to defend it either.

When we walked into the play I somehow got stuck in between the teachers and my peers. I ended up sitting right in between Mr. Griffin and Mrs. Bauhgn. When the lights went out, we began making barking noises (specifically a yell that sounded like, “Bhet!” This was a major war cry for our senior year) and yelling out “Gordy” which was a taunt towards a kid with who we had created great enmity, regardless of our former camaraderie.

People would tell us to be quiet but we continued to make these noises until our teachers told us that we would be castigated if we continued to ruin their evening. Being the creative kid that I am, I invented a little system to disguise our barks but continue to use them. It was a coughing spell with a “Bhet” in the middle (cough cough, bhet! cough cough). That would be something that we would continue to use in class when we got back home.

I remember actively attempting not to pay attention and the teachers verbally reprimanding me for doing so. As I watched the beginning of the play, I remember leaning backward in my seat a bit and closing my eyes for what I thought was a second. I woke up to the sound of hands clapping and people standing up. I had slept through the entire play. Lol