the 'part timers' had a company party today, just got home. i had a decent time i think. the first thing we did was play 'paint ball' or whatever tho, like war, but shooting coloring balls. me and another girl were wusses and we didn't want to play, at all. we just sat behind some bales and waited until the round was over and enemies came to get us, and we 'surrendered', not wanting to get shot. once we hid somewhere and got shot. maybe we're super-sensitive, i dunno, but it hurt. i don't think i'm too sensitive to pain usually, but this was not my thing, i don't yearn for the excitement, just the opposite, i admit i never wanted to play it. i was shot twice, below is the 2nd shot.





















afterwards we ate and drank, and i'm having hard time typing now. but i need to meet Tiitta 9am to go to the Russian consulate, to get our visas (hopefully). fuck.

i was supposed to do so much tonight, what was i thinking? i'm barely capable of sitting here. fuck again.