Paintball! Another long day x.x

MCAC Paintball was today, the 7th day of the 7th month of the year 2007. Hmm.

A total of 17 people from our party turned up for this event, which was held in Carrom Downs amidst the patter of rain and the insinuation of chilly breezes.

Drue and I arrived ‘late’ to Vu’s place (well, technically we were within the timeframe, but just not as early as the other eager paintballers were), because Drue had been obliging enough to indulge me and my family as we whiled some time away in Eltham chatting.

You see, due to time miscalculations on the family’s part in picking up my cousin from Tasmania and me from Serene’s place, Drue had arrived at my aunt’s doorstep wayyy before our car even approached within 10 minutes of it. And since I was abandoning the family get-together yum cha (which was scheduled for 11am) in favour of the MCAC paintball outing, the relatives insisted that we stay another 20 or so minutes to catch up with each another, which meant that Drue’s and my time estimates for the travel over to Vu’s had to be recalculated.

I have to say that Drue bore up remarkably well with the situation, considering that he knew none of them and was left alone with 4 or 5 of my relatives for a good 6~8 minutes when I went to say au revoir to Charlena =D kudos to him!

The rest of the day progressed reasonably within expected timeframes, though, so no worries about that >.>

Paintball was a blast; check here for piccies. As personal testimonies will attest, we all had heaps of fun despite the mud, the pain, the cold, and (in the case of certain people) bruising injuries.

Dinner was an even bigger blast (just kidding), since it was at Sophia’s and involved big platters of Italian food (lol). A pity the table’s conversation became 3-pronged, with the lefts talking to the lefts, the mids to the mids, and the rights to the rights. There really wasn’t any way around it, though, since we had 15 people and there was simply no alternative arrangement to the seatings.

Made my way back to Serene’s around 8pm, courtesy of Andrew who thankfully knew the way, and toppled into bed a few hours on from exhaustion.

Fun’s over, gal… time for work to start!

I can only hope that the blacks and blues are not too obvious come tomorrow… I have a dinner to attend on Monday, after all! x.x