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Yesterday was gunning. My first time this season, rawr. I borrowed Adam's gun, trekked up to the Yama (gosh I hate that mountain), and was late but still didn't miss a game. *sigh* Boys. But it was fun; played with some new JETs, generally had a good time running up and down hills, and I managed to sneak up on two of the enemy team at one point and shoot them in the back. It was awesome.
Tripping on a rock and nearly falling down into a huge pile of rocks was not so fun. Smashing my leg when I fell was also not so much fun. And getting pelted with BBs and sporting a blood blister right behind my nail and a nice cut on my thumb also not so much fun. Where did my pain tolerance go? I used to be able to brush so many things off, but fricken heck. That hurt. And I was shaking so hard Brindley made me go drink some Pocari, and I even cried a bit 'cause I couldn't stop the tears.
I am a wuss.
Tripping on a rock and nearly falling down into a huge pile of rocks was not so fun. Smashing my leg when I fell was also not so much fun. And getting pelted with BBs and sporting a blood blister right behind my nail and a nice cut on my thumb also not so much fun. Where did my pain tolerance go? I used to be able to brush so many things off, but fricken heck. That hurt. And I was shaking so hard Brindley made me go drink some Pocari, and I even cried a bit 'cause I couldn't stop the tears.
I am a wuss.