Well, I have nothing to write about, so I decided to talk about my overnight trip in sixth grade. Our school went on a trip to Philly, where we stayed for three days and two nights. After a tiring first day of sitting on a coach bus for four hours and touring Gettysburg, we finally arrived in the hotel room at Holiday Inn. (Love that place.) Since four people had to share on hotel room, my friends decided to dorm together. Once we got into the room, two of my friends, Flora and Cindy, stormed into the bathroom and fought over those mini lotions and bottles of soap. While, they were fighting over the things, they knocked a bottle of lotion into the toilet bowl. Flora had to scoop it out with a paper cup.
Later on, when we had to take showers, Flora was on of the first ones to go. I was right after her, which really annoyed me. The reason? When she got out of the bathroom, the floor was flooded. You can actually see her slipper floating on top of the water. We had to throw all the hotel towels to the floor in order to soak it up. Apparently, Flora did not know that the shower curtains were supposed to go inside the tub and not outside.
When we drifted off into dreamland, Melanie and I were woken by a weird sound. It sounded like a snore. The source of this sound? Flora. Well, Melanie has a weird sleeping habit, too. She often scratches her head and slaps the blankets in her he sleep. Since there were two beds, each of us had to share it with another. MelanieâÂÂs sleeping habits imitated the behavior of someone who was awake, so I assumed that she was awake. In the end, I made a fool out of myself for talking to her when she was in dreamland. (Melanie says that I snore too, but I swear that I donâÂÂt.)