Say Yes

Paintball - lets do it. Register interest.
I am dead keen.

Paintball - Friday 2 weeks.
I am keen

Paintball - next Friday. Pay up
I want to do it, but getting shot at after a hard week at work doesn't sound so appealing. Because I've committed, I just go with it and pay up.

Paintball - Today!
I am not so keen. Why do I want welts all over me, and why do I want to play in that tiny pig pen in Port Melbourne. I've done it before, and I have neither the inclination nor the incentive to do it again.

Paintball - Yesterday.
That was a lot of fun!! Did not expect to enjoy myself that much. I got the flag and touched the tyres, but I also got a mouthful of paint and battle scars. I also ended up getting retribution on the big T-train who doubled crossed me last time we played, shooting me after a gentlemans agreement of "dont shoot each other". This time, I had about 10 paintballs left and planned to save them all for him. I finally got my chance to unleash my revenge with the perfect window to bring him down, so I pulled my trigger in excitement and anticipation. The trigger was stuck because the safety catch was still on. That effort made me want to shoot myself!!
As luck would have it, I stalked him into the crevices, and managed to take him out with my last 2 bullets. What a great finish!

The drinks afterwards was also a good catchup with everyone. Pretty chilled out but fun night.
Funny times, including
#1 Me and the good mate grad A - he accidently hit my arm when I happened to be motioning up and it spilt beer on me. Instantly in an automatic reaction, I didn't think and in a quick flick of my wrist, half my pint went into his hair. haha
#2 Me and the good mate grad A - later i was talking to some people and he happened to be behind me as I motioned. I'm into this story and feel tapping on my shoulder. Turns out I accidently elbowed him in the mouth and he punched me as hard as he could in the arm without me realising. hahaha
#3 found out a girl at work is 75% deaf in one ear because when she was 10, she stuck a q-tip in her ear "really hard".

moral of the story - sometimes you don't want to go out because you know its going to be sh1t. It usually is. But its those times which you are wrong, which make you realise you could have almost missed out on a good night out