class trip and a dance

hi
so a lot has happened in the past 4 days that u guys need 2 hear about:
so this year for a class trip we went to WILLIAMSBURGH!!!! well... how do i start... ok, so we were told we were aloud to wear shorts -- of appropriate length. they kept saying "no booty shorts" so i assumed they ment the kind of shorts that ur butt actually hangs out, and since i dont own any of those i wasnt that worried, but i took 2 pairs of long bat mitzvah shorts just in case. when we got to williamsburgh the teachers inspected everyones shorts, and im not exaggerting, EVERYONE had to go back and change. so basically half of the grade wore bat mitzvah shorts, which were basically basketball shorts for boys. it was also in the 90's tempearture wise, so that was annoying. it was really very boring, becasue all we did was go on tours in 90 degree weather and stand for hours on end listening to people talk about stuff. there was this guy though, he worked at a printing shop, and he was hilarious. when we walked in goes (in a very heavy stereotypical redneck accent) "hey y'all! now you come inside. all you shorter people, y'all come in front. ya, all you late bloomers, come in teh front." then he started talking about how high school is worse than middle school. unfortunatly his shift came to an end about 1/3 of the way throuhg the time we stayed at the print shop, so then it was boring. the night before that happened we did this thing where you basically are given the experience of becoming a soldier, so we were but into different platoons and we had to march and stuff, but the people were really mean and they kept shooting real guns with real bullets in them at teh wall in front of us, then we went on a ghost tour, which wasnt scary, and im a very jittery person, so for me to say that it menas it was the exact opposite of scary. really te only fun part of the trip was lunch and shoppoing time.
when we were finally back home we went to a dance, where my friends ex bf asked two other girls to go out with him, to make her jealous. ooh and i introduced two people that now like like eachother. im a greta matchmaker. o ya i almost forgot!! so to get into the dance you were supposed to have a ticket or a school ID. the first year i went every1 was aloud in, the 2nd year you were supposed 2 have a ticket but if you didnt they'd let you in. this year though even the people who brought school ID's werent let in (and it said clearly on teh ticket either a school ID ot ticvket wa srequired) but i had my ticket. the thing was though, that the people didnt care if you were from an invited school, becuase i know many people brought their ID's but werent admitted. they also said that they scanned the tickets to make sure they werent copies, whicj i knew wasnt true becasue A.) there wasnt a bar code or anything B.) i saw our school secretary print and cut them out on regular printer paper.
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