Senior Trip
It was the week every high school student looked forward to ever since they were a freshman; it was a week of paradise with no homework, papers, or tasteless school food. A week filled with adventure, sunshine, and babes in bikinis. For one week the only thing you had to worry about was not looking stupid in front of your classmates; but with a class like ours it would be stupid not to do something embarrassing. That is the week that I and six other seniors left our image on the class of 2012.
The first stop on senior trip was the beach. It was the perfect first stop because we had been cooped up in the bus for 30 hours. The sun was shinning and we were ready to explore our summer playground. The morning seemed as though it was going to be a normal day; that is until my friend Stephen Hyer had an idea. He wouldn’t tell us where or what we were doing; he only said it was going to be awesome. We all ran into a hotel bathroom and then he told us his plan to make duct tape Speedos. He had brought regular underwear for us to put tape on. Then he put out the tape. There was red, blue, green, zebra print, and others. In the midst of us helping each other create our bathing suits, a little kid came in and went to the bathroom. I assume that he had seen far worse because he stared for a second and then did his business and left like nothing ever happened. The thirty year old man however walked in, stared at us, we froze, then he left very quickly. Stephen felt obligated to yell after him, “Wait, we can make room!” So the bathing suits were finished; now we just had to go show them off. I can honestly say that I have never had more attention, and been more humiliated in my whole life. As we ran by our classmates, they whistled and cheer for us. We took hundreds of pictures with everyone we knew and people we had never met. When the teachers saw what we had done, they just shook their heads but did not stop our ridiculous adventure. Seeing as how kids the year before
The first stop on senior trip was the beach. It was the perfect first stop because we had been cooped up in the bus for 30 hours. The sun was shinning and we were ready to explore our summer playground. The morning seemed as though it was going to be a normal day; that is until my friend Stephen Hyer had an idea. He wouldn’t tell us where or what we were doing; he only said it was going to be awesome. We all ran into a hotel bathroom and then he told us his plan to make duct tape Speedos. He had brought regular underwear for us to put tape on. Then he put out the tape. There was red, blue, green, zebra print, and others. In the midst of us helping each other create our bathing suits, a little kid came in and went to the bathroom. I assume that he had seen far worse because he stared for a second and then did his business and left like nothing ever happened. The thirty year old man however walked in, stared at us, we froze, then he left very quickly. Stephen felt obligated to yell after him, “Wait, we can make room!” So the bathing suits were finished; now we just had to go show them off. I can honestly say that I have never had more attention, and been more humiliated in my whole life. As we ran by our classmates, they whistled and cheer for us. We took hundreds of pictures with everyone we knew and people we had never met. When the teachers saw what we had done, they just shook their heads but did not stop our ridiculous adventure. Seeing as how kids the year before