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i got my ticket. im going to register with sea salt in the spice mas camp.

I went to this place just outside on nyc with my cousin and we had a great time. We were the only girls there and since there were only a few ‘diehards’ there on a friday night we had an entire playing field to ourselves. It was indoor, but it was awesome. They had these dividers and inflatable walls and stuff to hide behind. It was me versus her and all the guys was standing behind the mesh walls to see how we would do. We were awkward at first but after we got warmed up the aggression began to flow. A couple of hours and redbulls later, the ground was slick with paint we began rolling on the floor and sliding on our knees ‘mr and mrs smith’ style. We had a great time. My only advice to the ladies? Don’t be cute. Wearing tight ass jeans and low cut sweaters is not going to fucking cut it. If you woudnt bring a knife to a gun fight, why would you bring cleavage to a paintball war? wear some baggy jeans…and put sweatpants underneathe. Dont bother with the hair. put it in a ponytail and put a baseball hat on backwards (it deflects the neckshots. If you must wear makeup dont wear foundation because you are going to sweat like crazy under that mask. You will have a GREAT time! I know I did.

btw, yeah. The paintball sting and sometimes people still violate the law of not shooting within pointblank range. but if you bruise easily, like me? start massaging the area you got hit at really deep. get in there and break up that blood that pooling under the skin so you don’t get a black and blue mark. trust me. its sounds worse than it actually is. see? im smiling in my picture!

it was awesome. I went to this place in long island. It changed my life. It changed my perception. It was like a baptism by air.
the craziest part is not the fucked up jokes that the instructors share when they discuss the safety precautions, its not the fact that you have to sign the waver while being vdeotaped, its not the fact that you have to creep out of a little ass plane whose door is held shut by a piece of velcro, its not even the fact that they OPEN THE WINDOW when decreasing altitude. Nope…for me? it was te fact that you had to make the last step out of the plane yourself. when you look down it your foot, and then the rest of the world. It was like, ‘im already in the plane, why the hell do i still ave another opportunity to back out?’ when you take that step, and your stomach falls out of your ass and the wind covers every inch of your body; you dont even notice that you are attached to your instructor! your like ‘oh shit… i just jumped!’ and then you realize that you can hear yourself and have a perfectly good conversation while your falling. I didn’t think I’d be able to hear anything! it was awesome. when the parachute is pulling you feel a strong jerk and then you feel like your hanging like a baby in one of those baby holster thingys when you sit the baby in front of you with a those straps like a baby knapsack. I chose to go kamikaze and do the aerial spins and stuff. when people look up from the ground they tell you that you that you looked like you were just pinning in a slow ass circle. But when you are up there? It’s crazy!

For those that focus on the danger-

“dont pay any bills until you land”

lmfao

-skydiving addict