I went out last night to play laser tag with the East Boys. I was the only girl there. I didn't do all that bad, and actually was the one to get the closest to beating Derek at this one racing game. Yea, that was an accomplishment in itself. Otherwise, I did get injured.

I was walking very swiftly up a ramp, when all of a sudden I realized I was surrounded at both sides of the intersection. I quickly figured out the strategy of my enemy and rolled through the intersection, taking out every single one of my enemy as I went! Continuing to make my way through the ramps, I followed one down to the ground level...in enemy territory. I sidled around corner and with a barrage of bullets took out the enemy before they knew what hit them (haha, scum). I preceded to attack the base, but the alarm had been set, "INTRUDER!" I took one last hit and made my way out of there! As I returned to my base, they opened fire. Taking one last leap of faith for my life, I dived around the corner and slid into my base and hurt my knee. However, my last ditch effort won us the game!

Yes, It was heroic.

Ok ok, maybe I just tripped over Mini Marrs when he was tying his shoes in between games. Hey, shut up.