When I was in year 7, we was going on a trip to Paris but I was the last one to arrive at school before we set off, and so the only space left for me on the coach was at the back next to a teacher. It was a long journey and we had to go to sleep halfway through. I did, but woke up and out of nowhere started being sick... ON the teacher next to me, whilst he was STILL SLEEPING. I then had to wake him up to tell him i'd threw up all over him. That wasn't very fun. To make things worse he's been my science teacher ever since.
