Sitting still in one position is hard to do

It was the morning of our retreat day, well it was fairly morning, since we departed late, i think we were supposed to depart at 6 sharp, but ended up departing 7, due to someone, not attending yet the other day claimed she was going. The vehicle we were riding on was a white van, don't let the imagination run wild, it was a plain van. The class was divided into three for we had only three vans. I was put with the sleepy heads and the one guy with the most the most energy. So while on the trip, it would have been dead silent if it weren't for this guy, enter "L" loud mouth extraordinaire. His act include obnoxious voices, invasion of personal space, and an attitude that can't seem to pick between serious or jolly. He sat beside me. So imagine this picture, a small boy sitting straight in the corner of a moving van with a medium? sized clown in glasses has his arm around the boy and making seductive faces. that was me, the small boy. I did not get sleep for the duration of the ride. To put into perspective how badly I wanted to sleep. I woke up at 5 O'clock in the morning, forced myself to eat and clean myself to go to to school to go to the retreat home which was a 3 hour drive. For those 3 hours I could have slept on, i was sitting straight and constantly being watched by "L". My body got there safe, but I think part of died while on that ride. I'm never getting on the same van, no, the same vehicle with him. This was not exactly the best part, but to me the best parts are things that move the soul, in this case, it didn't just move it it tore it off and flung it off the van I was riding.