Class Paint

Anybody who knows me well, knows that I get nervous to try new things.

Doesnt matter if I know in the end I'll like it. The thought of those awkward

few moments of not knowing what to do and looking stupid generally have

me avoiding new situations. I need a friend to be there and tell me to be brave.

Ironic that for such a little risk-taker - I'm also a total wuss.

So when our class decided to go paintballing, I immediately deleted the email.

Paintballing is intimidating. With their guns and masks - and for heavens sake, I had no idea what to wear. It just was easier to decide I'd rather spend a quiet day at home, than to face a rush of insecurity.

It's probably for the best that I have such an active crew who love to try new things. Cause left on my own I most definitely would not have gone. But when Dee mentioned she was interested in going and then decided she was definitely going - I put my anxiety aside and agreed to go. And since I made plans with Dee, Amit and Seth, I couldnt back out when I started to panic.

And I'm glad I didnt. We didnt stay till the end (cause we were going to Connecticut for wings for Amit's birthday) but I had a lot of fun. I dont know why I let my little anxieties erase my memories of how much I like doing fun activities. I even got Amit to mercy surrender to me! It was a great morning.

(Me, Amit, Adam Garaas, Seth, Dee)

Seriously. How Bad A are we?

Answer: Not nearly as intimidating as the twelve year old with his automatic

paint ball gun, who warmed up with his finger roll triggering and aiming at us.