Okay, my exam for my five level (career (HAH) advancement test) is Wednesday and I haven’t studied at all. I’m pissing myself, because, while I did the same thing for my last exam, I had a little computer program with a whole fuckload (around 500 or so) questions on it that I could just mindlessly memorize the night before the test. THIS time, I have nothing but my text, which is about worthless. I’m starting to become frightened. I’ve never failed any test in my life. I WON’T FAIL NOW! I’m gonna study. I should study now, instead of posting, but … I don’t know. Anyway.
This last weekend was fun. A few friends and I all went out and got paintball supplies and ran around in the ‘Garden of the Gods’ or ‘Gardn of God’ as the road sign proclaims. It’s really neat, if you’re ever out in Colorado, you should see it. It’s beautiful. Man, I’m a shitty writer. Anyway, I figured out, after the game started, that I have a shitty gun, because I had the other team all bunched up together, I guess they were talking or some shit, and my FUCKING GUN RAN OUT OF CO2!!! I was highly irate. Even more so, when they heard the popping noise from my gun (the little fucking paintball just popped out of my barrel like five feet and bounced in the sand) and all started shooting. I don’t know HOW I didn’t get hit, maybe all their guns were out of CO2 as well. I replaced my cartridge on the way back to my team’s camp, and the other guys raided us almost the second I got back. I ran off, but when I popped out of my new hiding spot, Shep shot me in the throat and the hip, after a few THOUSAND rounds. Man, he must have an automatic gun, because he was tearing some shit up. Anyway, that was all fun. You all should play paintball. It’s not too horribly expensive after you buy the gun. I’ll probably buy a custom automag, like Kevin’s, it’s around $300US.