Charlotte's personal recount

Pranks… the luckiest day of my life


What is the luckiest day of my life…? Good question. My life is actually quite unlucky as I broke a mirror quite some time ago. Oh well…
The luckiest day of my life, supposedly, happened two years ago, when I was ten.
My school organized a trip to Shanghai and my best friend, Isabella, and I were chosen as one of the few from my class that could go (lucky…).
Actually, most of the time there, I was quite unlucky. But the name of this entry is ‘The Luckiest Day of My Life’ so I would not elaborate on the unlucky bits.
Okay, this is not really considered as lucky to a normal person but looking at my unlucky life, it is considered as lucky. There were only two boys from my class that came on the Shanghai trip (another lucky point as I am ‘allergic’ to boys). And on the third day, they were late for breakfast. I remembered when Isabella and I were late, they laughed at us. This could be what they call ‘rubbing salt onto the wound’ but replace the salt with wasabi.
Anyway, they were late. And since Isabella and I were late before, we came extra early. In the place where we were going to eat our breakfast, you could hear echoes. Yes, there was no one there. The lights were not even on. It was a little creepy. I was half-expecting a vampire to pop out. Also, I had thought that we were in the wrong room.
Isabella and I knew where the boys were going to sit so we ‘served’ them food. It was the ‘least’ we could do to ‘thank’ them. Yeah, I will cut to the chase. Isabella and I were getting revenge. *Evil laughter and lightning flashes*
There were two jugs of drinks. One orange juice (which everyone preferred) and one was soy milk.
We poured half of their cups with orange juice. We planned to fill them to the brim and overflow it. Then we stopped, put down the jug of orange juice and… filled the rest of the cups with SOY MILK!!! We mixed them. It looked real gross once we were done. When the other girls came, they laughed. When the boys finally arrived, we dared them to drink the concoction we made.
They drank it. And they had diarrhea. Serves them right for making fun of us.
Later that night (skipping all the boring bits), the boys called the hotel room I was staying, asking for the laptop charger (we needed to write a blog on what we did), I answered in Chinese, “Hello. This is the help desk. How may I help you?” The boys put down the phone immediately and we (Isabella and I) laughed our heads off. The second time the boys called, Isabella answered in a new language we created that sounded like a mix of Indian and Indonesian. The third time, they just came to our room and rang the doorbell, so we just had to surrender the charger. It was fun…
That was the luckiest day of my life. I managed to pull so many pranks and the teacher did not even notice!!!