I think a guy in my class was taken over by a mind eater from space or something.
It's a requirement that every religion class in my high school goes on a day long retreat at least once per semester. You get bused off to some rotted out cabin off in the woods, covered in bird shit and God knows what else. Where some part time Bible thumper tells you 'Jesus loves you', and everyone pretends to do group work made for third graders. I mean I’ve got nothing against washable markers, and there’s something nostalgic about oversized lined paper.. But it doesn’t exactly make the dilapidated flooring easier to ignore. So it’s a thing where people end up in one three groups very quickly. The people who sneak off to the woods, the ones who pretend to pay attention till its over, or the fucking smart ones that just skip the day completely.
I'd gotten in shit earlier in the month for ditching out on classes, so the easy route was out of the question.