It was sunday and i woke up early, fried my nasi
goreng recycling the KFC for last dinner and i had
my rediculously heavy breakfast.
Arrived at the place at 857am, and the person i'm
suppose to meet was not there yet, he's late.. oh!!
well kinda expect it already.. janji melayu.
Just as iwas to curse him for being late, i come to
know that his son got demam.. OK.. forgiven.
928am and the place was starting to flood with blokes
with military wears, camouflage jacket, with long ponco
bag like they're carrying an RPG to the place, wow!!
I was intimidated.. hell i was in my jeans and giordano shirt.
Best i chicken out and flee..yes! i should flee....
but just as i was doing so..'oih!! takkan nak balikdah!!
mai la .. ramai lagi nak mai nii' was the call of
a friendly voice, Farid came. Alhamdulillah... ada
orang yang juga memakai baju macam tentera yg
berenti makan roti canai on the way nak perang.
I tailed him like a little boy got lost in a shopping
mall and the security was going to bring me to a'happy' place..
he reached a table and starts spilling his gear,
waaahh!! i am looking at good money spent on a boys dream.
Gun and mask, knee pad and gas tanks with coil that makes u look
like u need pneumatic pressure to move your hip :D hahahah.
And by 1037, eddy the team leader came,so he was suppose
to teach me how to paintballing.The briefing was simple,
mostly the thing that i've read in the net, basic rules would be
not to shoot people outside the court.
'Yes teacher, but can i shoot animal instead?'
he didnt answer, betcha they shoot animal just for target practice :D
There was a few girls coming there to try their luck in
this sport.. and the strangest thing happened.
They were cute enough for the usual pocket to go flying
over them like flies on delicious shit. but instead the
pocket goes feasting his eyes on to the macho and nice
looking gun and gear that the paintballer was wearing.
Paint balling was nice.
I got to shoot a good player, in the head
may i brag. Not to forget a big guy who was
running mindlessly out in the open,
I shot him 6 time but only one of them
broke the pellet.
Rules of Paintballing, if the pellet dont
break splashing the paint inside.
The shot is not a kill.
I got shot five time and only two shot
killed me.(Break and painted)
the other three bounced like a balloon
from the beach side. I guess there's a
plus being fat in paintballing.
The pellet just bounce off of u:D
Heheh, there's more for me to tell,
but i need my sleep now. So pocketeers,
do some sport will ya,
DOnt end up a fat bullet bouncing paintballer like me ok:D