Ups

[hope_calaris]

I signed up for the Paintball game on Sunday today. No going back now that they have my money. Why do I do this again? Oh, right, because Meg said it wouldn't hurt (which is apparently a lie, note to self: buy a scarf you don't care about to protect your neck ... oh, and don't believe the team leader who desperately wants more people on the team so we can win) and because I always wanted to do that and Dennis made it sound like fun (but still, he's not going).

Oh, silly me.

Because, apparently, the Archery Club loses every single time against the Games Society. The Games Society, for God's sake! They're like the biggest walking cliché on earth!

All of them

# hide behind their long hair
# have bad skin
# don't speak more than one sentence to a girl at a time (believe me, I tried)
 

I kid you not! Dennis even said they have this running gag in their society that only one girl at a time is allowed in the society. *headdesk* I tried talking to one of them during the recruitment drive in the first week and it went something like this:
 

Me: Hi!
He: ... Hi?
Me: Your society looks like fun. So, what exactly are you doing? 
He: ... playing games?
Me: Huh. o_0? (No, really? The Games Society plays games? Oh my, who would have guessed?) Sooo, what kind of games?
He: ... whatever you want?
Me: Eh ... okay. See you later.
 

And we lose against them? THEM! How??? THEY DON'T EVEN SHOT AT REAL TARGETS! WE DO!

I kind of feel challenged right now. I'm not gonna lose against a bunch of linguistically-challenged males who only talk when they're high on caffeine and endorphine (Denis' words, not mine, and he's been a member of the society) ... well, we're probably going to lose anyway, but still ... Dennis told me they're cheating (my first thought: There's no Strg+Alt+**** in the real world. *headdesk*), maybe I should try that one, too. I could just go to them and say "Hi, I want to talk about your feelings." They'd probably run away screaming. Muwaaahaaah.

Comments

[tuppeny.livejournal.com]

I think your feelings idea is excellent. Mwah ha ha. And paintball doesn't hurt too badly as far as I remember. Just make sure to wear your goggles (I got shot in the eye) and don't slide on concrete things (Brice ripped his pants and got a bloody knee). And the song you're listening to, so long as it's from that CD, is undoubtedly wonderful. :)

[janiebj.livejournal.com]

Danke für diesen Beitrag! Ich habe mich köstlich amüsiert und das hatte ich auch nötig. Ich hab mir heute böse den Finger verletzt. Aber wer kommt auch auf die blöde Idee nach 5 Jahren wieder mit Volleyball anzufangen?
Viel Glück beim Paint Ball!

[belare.livejournal.com]

So lange sie sich nur böse den Finger verletzt..ich hab mir dumm den Finger verletzt, das ist viel schlimmer..meine Chefin lacht da seit 3 Tagen drüber..wer klemmt sich auch den Finger am Waschbeckenrand ein. Sowas krieg nur ich hin. Bluterguß und Blase. Aua.

Offensichtlich geht's dir gut. Und hab Nachsicht mit dem Jungs, die haben wahrscheinlich alle garstige Eltern. Die dauernd wollen, dass der Junge doch mal an die frische Luft geht...

Viel Spaß beim Paintball!

[easyleinchen.livejournal.com]

Tine, dich vermisse ich auch ganz doll. *knuddel*

[uena.livejournal.com]

Paintball? Wirklich? Paintball?

Bwahaha!

Da wünsch ich dir doch viel Vergnügen bei!

Das macht bestimmt furchtbar viel Spaß. Du weißt doch - saving people ... hunting things ... the family business! Stell dir einfach vor, du wärst auf Werwolf-Jagdt!

[belare.livejournal.com]

Jagdt?

[uena.livejournal.com]

Je mehr Buchstaben, desto besser!

Mein Gott, ICH bin ja schon ein schlimmer, böser Klugscheißer, aber du stellst mich mit Leichtigkeit in den Schatten.

[irrce.livejournal.com]

Sollten wir auch mal machen, wo geht das?

[belare.livejournal.com]

Ähm..in Greifswald gibt's so nen Gelände, das war wohl mal ne Kaserne oder so..hab das wohl mal für Sebastian gegoogelt..Aber Paintball ist nichts für Leute, die leicht blaue Flecken kriegen..