I'm alive

Following on from my last post I am pleased to report I am alive with sight intact. There were a few near misses and I do have 2 very dubious looking marks on my neck, not to mention my other huge bruises on the rest of my body, but all in all paintballing was really good fun (point blank shots to ankle not withstanding - cheers Michael, you knobber).

Highlights of the day included:
- Chavs who took the games way to seriously - "SOMEONE NEEDS TO TAKE THAT FUCKER ON THE BRIDGE OUT NOW!!"
- Myself losing half of my paintballs every game due to an ineffective paintball holder or my own ineffective way of closing it.
- Beating Michael up after aforementioned point blank shooting.
- Acting like I was in a real war during the hut game.
- Not being able to see when my helmet steamed up, but not being able to wipe it due to fears of blindness.
- Teaching Andy what "fo shizzle ma nizzle" means and also the word "knobber".
- Being told I may not only lose my sight but also my teeth, and therefore contemplating going home before we'd even started or bartering for a gum sheild.
- General shock at the price of paintballs - £34.95 for 500 plastic pellets filled with vegetable oil and food colouring.
- Breaking my gun at least twice every game but then becoming an expert in how to fix it.
- The bruises I saw in the shower
- The 12 hour sleep I required after the days events (I'm still quite sleepy now)
- My half a sandwich kindly donated by Dan
- The fact that the word "literal" does exist.
- The well cool - but not that protective - boiler suit I got to wear.
- Wading through swamps to get to the start point and then refusing to run through them when the game started.
- A new found fear of children
- Laughing at people who brought their own camoflage boiler suits who then stuck out like a sore thumb among the throngs of black-clad people.
- Radio 1 on in base camp, not sodding Galaxy.
- And I suppose spending time with friends should be included here too.


All that's left to look forward to now is Easter and as it's so close I feel like I may drown in work. I am a 1/4 of the way through an essay which I really don't want to take home but tiredness is creeping in. I'll try to get some done this eve and then poss finish off tomorrow, if not Tuesday is gonna be essay central. Fun, fun.