Are You Reading This?

I'm finally done with my assignments & presentations!!! WOOHOO!!!

*jumps around in ecstacy for a few seconds*

Okay, fun's over... back to exams...

As some of you may know, I celebrated my 20th birthday recently. I failed to "disappear" during the day as I had planned since I didn't feel like celebrating. Not cause I'm getting old (hell, I wanna die now!) but cause of other reasons that makes me moody and sad. I thought that since it was my birthday, I can at least choose to be sad & sulk all day if I want and not be forced to smile...

But the ISC guys kidnapped and dragged me out to Moon Cafe instead... But they are really sweet and nice people... though they blackmailed me into going out!!! Hehehe... Here's the pics from that night:


Here's the cake my "dad" Eric got me =P Chocolate ice cream cake from Gelato (I think... or was it Gelare??) And it was FREEZING!!! But it was delicious all the same ^^


Here's me wif da cake... yes, I know I look funny... But I was seriously very very tired. I had class at 8am ok... Been awake since 7am and this was taken a little after 11pm...


My piece of the cake. One word: HUGE! Couldn't finish it in the end =( Was so full... not to mention there were 3 bowls of fries and a bowl of wedges on the table before the cake came...


The people who make my life in Perth bearable... in fact, they're the reason I have a life... sad... I know... But seriously, I really love being with em... (and some will know that I love being with a certain person in this picture much much more even though it causes me SO MUCH PAIN!!! =P) Hehe... THANKS GUYS!!!

And you'll never guess what I did the next day...



No... not paintball... the proper pronounciation is PAINtball. Yep, emphasize the PAIN in PAINtball.

It was a Saturday and I was awake at 7am and off to UWA at 7.30am... Paid the fee which was $55 (quite reasonable I reckon...) and got on the bus to where the PAINtball place was.


My not awake face while in the bus...

The place was really really REALLY far away. Took us about an hour to reach. And it was really isolated. How isolated? So isolated that their toilet is a stall in the middle of the car park. Yep, THAT isolated. We were ushered into a small warehouse by a guy who barked like a millitary captain.

He explained the rules and all. They had a very interesting punishment for people who didn't follow the rules... they place the person in a shooting range. Basically they take the offender and place 5 people in front of him and fire until he gets 10 shots. According to that guy, people learn faster that way... Unfortunately for our group of people, someone did break the rules (I think he forgot to keep his mask on or something) and ended up in the shooting range...

As bad as I may sound, I found it funny cause the 5 people who were told to shoot him are friends and when they hit him, they say sorry. WTF?!

Imagine this:

*BANG*

*PHAK!!!* <-- the sound a paintball makes when it makes oh-so-painful contact with your body

"SORRIE!!!" *prepares to aim again*


The masks we had to wear... they STINK!!! Really really bad...


The rack of guns... they call them 'markers'.


BEFORE: Just gotten into the camouflage overalls and getting in the mood to kick ass!!!


AFTER: Beaten and battered by gawd knows how many PAINtball pellets... btw, I used 400 pellets... the average number of pellets used was 300 per person and there were 18 of us. Can you imagine the number of hits each of us took if everyone had a 5% accuracy rate???


Renee, Eric & - r y u -. This was taken before going into battle. Look how CLEAN we are. Hehehe...


My friend's super huge bruise on her back. Seriously, when all of us were complaining about our bruises & aches, she calmly showed us this and everyone went "OMFG!!!" Seriously, everyone had "WTF!?!?! THAT IS ONE HUGE BRUISE!!!" written across their faces... it was the size of a MD.


I was also not spared... this bruise appeared the next day after PAINtball. This pic was taken 3 days after I got hit and it has been growing ever since >.< now =")">And the moral of the story is?

If you're gonna go for PAINtball, make sure you hurt someone more than you get hurt yourself =P I'm so evil...

P.S. I shot this poor guy in close range of less than 1 metre twice on the collarbone and a head shot from a far as well. The first time was seriously self-defense cause he shot me 3 times close range but all bullets deflected (lucky me! but it still hurts!) and I got him instead =P

That was a LOOONG entry... hope ya all enjoyed reading & looking at pictures of my misery & pain. Hahaha...