LOL Moxy. I grew up up a Jehovah-Kid too, and I identify with that 7th grade overnight field trip (Thursday and Friday). I forget where it was. But it was about 2 hours away. I had a JW friend in that grade. Here's what our parents decided. We would go with the group on Thursday morning, and then Thursday night my friend's dad would come pick us up, and then my dad would bring us back Friday morning.
Everyone thought that us Jehovah-Kids were really weird. Even though we weren't -- and our parents really weren't either. But JW parents can get a lot of pressure to be a good example and that's why I think we had to look good.
Aside from the usual non-participatory events such as holidays, I felt that I was supposed to object to this, but didn't. I happened to be relatively popular (for a Jehovah-Kid), and smart, so in 8th grade I was chosen in my Social Studies class to be the Republican presidential candidate in our class mock election. I felt terrible about doing it and did not do a quality job in campaigning (I lost to an ultra-liberal 65/35, and this was in the mid-eighties!).
Ah yes. When I was in 1st or 2nd grade, we had a school talent assembly, and our class was chosen to play the kazoo for a few songs. Well, one of them was patriotic in nature, so my parents objected and made me sit that one out. Some other kid played my kazoo instead (I still distinctly remember the teacher cleaning it with alcohol).
I would actually get a kick out of flirting with girls, leading them on, and then saying "no thanks" when push came to shove. What a dick I was.