Groovy's plot was to make us all cripple! Baby was quite lucky to escape actually. Groovy made the bubbles ran nonstop, made them breathless, made them fell, made them fight and kicked each other just for the fun of……………………FUTSAL!!!
Everybody knows bubbles are good in the volleyball court but are they good on the green
Vince and his pal, Gary, joined us tat nite. Instead of the usual
We were the only all gals team and luckily we had the last court at the end of the hall, so not tat paiseh. Still there were some "supporters" outside which cheered along when one of us scored a goal. We did cause quite a commotion…hahhaa…
We played for 2 hours which was also out of the guys' expectations but of coz we gained some scratches, sprains and bruises as well. Really MORE pain MORE gain…
Still, we cheered and congratulated ourselves…
We went for our second session in Asia Café. There we ate a variety of dishes but most were seafood…maybe coz Gutsy and Groovy are pisces? Then came the melting tiramisu cake and the two cute birthday fishes. One Nemo and one Dory…hahaha…
We fed each other the gooey tiramisu…*wink**wink*
Bubbles gave Gutsy a Bobbi Brown's makeup book and a Friendship photo album whereas Groovy got a set of hair-care and an eyelash curler… Look at the happy happy fishes.
Groovy's evil birthday wish had come true…he he he he he he (witchy laugh again).
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Mirror: “What's ur wish this year, dear Gutsy?”
Gutsy: “Let me think first, hmm, I want something exciting, something dangerous…I wan to b an assassin…heheheh”
Mirror: “Err, alrite, you can get a weapon…and I also give u a list of the 9 victims tat u can assassinate…have fun and happy birthday…”
Gutsy with head tilted backwards and hands apart:“HAHAHAHHA, HAHAHHAA…”
Gutsy woke up from her dream, excited. It was a cold and windy morning. The trees and grasses were bending slightly and the grounds were still wet from the heavy rain the night before. Gutsy put on her long-sleeve black shirt and her green soldier-like pants. She was getting ready to be an assassin that day and there were 9 targets - Sassy, Posh, Jolly, Cutie, Spiky, Groovy, Cool, Sporty and Baby Bubble…she silently counted…9 easy bubble targets… No, she cannot be too excited yet coz she had to reach the destination first before she can get her weapon...
Gutsy couldn't sit still in her seat, all the other bubbles had arrived and they were having b/fast in the bakuteh restaurant. They were all so happy, chatting and giggling away like little kids going to the playground later. Only 7 of them made it. Sporty and Baby were absent. Damn, nvm, still got 7 targets. They can laugh now but later I'm gonna make them scream and weep coz that's no playground, that’s the battle zone. I'm gonna assassinate all of them, hehehe… Gutsy had to stop herself from laughing out loud.
They were driving up on the Federal Highway but suddenly halfway there, cars started stopping and piling up…it's normal for FH to jam during weekdays but on a Sunday morning? Unlikely. Oh no, the highway was flooded coz of the heavy rain. We had to make a U-turn into Shah Alam thinking to go from Kesas Highway instead. However, the road leading to KH was also flooded and traffic was even worse. What now? WE headed back to Jolly's house, spirits dampened. However, due to our overwhelming enthusiasm, we didn't give up so we decided 3 cars taking 3 different routes to see which highway was clear. NKVE was closed also so meaning only KH remained not flooded but we had to cut out from Klang.
After so many obstacles, we finally reached our destination. Gutsy couldn't contain her excitement. She tied her red bandanna on her head, pumped up. One by one she was gonna make them plea, gonna make them scared, gonna make them surrender. They can run and hide, but they cannot escape her…PAINTBALL BULLETS…
Let the paintball war game began…*BIG SWEAT*
We met up with Posh's bro-in-law who is a regular there (TT Sports Park) so he showed us around. The place is huge and has different sections for different levels of players. There's a training ground also. He explained to us the rules and regulations of the games. It was a team game and our mission was to collect the flag in the centre of the battlefield and bring it back to our own starting point. If the players got shot, they have to notify the others and have to go back to the original point to start over again – meaning we have unlimited lives. We can play as many games as we like till all the bullet finishes. The staffs will also be watching over us during the game in case of any emergency.
Each of us carried a paintball gun with a chamber full of paintballs. We had to wear a protective face mask and the "bulletproof" jacket. We wanted the jacket coz we wanted to protect our "humps"…hahahah. We also tied colourful bandannas around our heads, actually was a towel bought by Groovy from Aus. Funny tat a bandanna towel on the head can turn some of us into a pirate, a milking maid, a hip hop dancer or a construction site worker. Look at Jolly's hand, her thumb was fractured due to the Futsal game, so poor thing, but she was still so enthusiastic to play that war game. BIG THUMBS UP for her! 
After we geared up, we divided into two teams – the Angels and the Devils.
We played in a field surrounded by nets (to block the bullets). The field was evenly scattered with colourful mini fortresses, plastic water tanks and standing wooden boards with holes. We breathed excitedly in our suffocating face masks and held the paintball guns mightily. G.I.Jane, tombraider, terminator or whatever…and we were ready to "shoot" some asses. The staffs gave each of our team one last briefing and gave us some tips to win the battle.
Get Set, Ready, 1…2…3…FIRE…
Each team started off from each end of the field and scurried around like rabbits to find a hiding place. Just imagine 8 of us shooting, shouting and scrambling around to reach the little yellow flag like Fei Fu Dui or Bak Wong Fa…hahaha… Also imagine us popping up and the down the board holes or shuffling in and out from the forts or water tanks to shoot… Once the bullets hit something, they would burst and splatter colourful paints. I think some bullets even went up the sky. Few bubbles “kena” shot of coz… Hey, don't think they were only some bubble gum bullets; the pains were really intense and they caused blue-blacks instantly. The first game ended in less than 10 minutes when Jolly got the flag and made it to the starting point “unhurt”. Devils 1 point, Angels 0.
We proceeded with the second game after reloading our bullets and taking a rest for around 15 minutes. 2nd game took a longer time coz all of us got the hang of aiming the targets and also watching every move the opponents made. There were more injuries also – forehead, fingers, waists, legs… OH SOOOO PAINFUL! After few minutes of shooting, hiding and crawling, the Angels team did a good cover-up and Cool managed to grab the flag successfully BUT…………only for a few seconds……eh Cool must be thinking she was cat-walking on the model's runway! Ok, let's rewind and imagine the S…L…O…W motion version, Cool ran to the flag bent down and picked it up then she turned around ever so gracefully, her body ever so STRAIGHT. All eyes were on her - EASY TARGET - all Devils aimed and fired at her. One of the bullets kena her ASS, of all places. “Aiya!” Dead. She had to let go of the flag and go back to the starting point. Luckily Posh were just hiding somewhere near the flag. She quickly snatched it up and proceeded to win the next game. 1:1
Rest again. Our clothes were drenched with sweats and were dirty because of the muddy ground. Despite that, they were actually getting more and more colourful after each game. The atmosphere had grown intense. The two teams started exchanging ideas and discussing what tactics to use.
Times up! The 3rd game, also the last game. It's either heaven or hell. Jackets tightened, masks down, safety pin pressed…
GO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bubbles took their best places to aim at targets and bullets resumed flying again. There were more commands, more signals and more stunts. Some took charge of covering while the other teammates tried to reach the yellow flag. Angels team started off with Cool and Posh moving to the left side, eyeing Gutsy whereas Cutie covered the right side. Groovy moved straight ahead. Cool covered Posh while Posh move ahead. On the other hand, Devils team started off with Gutsy moving to the right, Jolly to the centre while Sassy and Spiky were behind her. There was a moment when Posh and Gutsy bumped into each other coz both of them wanted to conquer a pink mini fortress but of coz we were prohibited to shoot at close range so they had to retreat.
Again, we were bobbing up and down and hobbling in and out from our hideouts to fire at our own target. Sassy was hiding behind a board when she suddenly she heard *PIANK* *PIANK* near her head. She looked up and saw the left and right side of her board was suddenly coloured. Someone was shooting at her from behind! It was Spiky!
Sassy: “Spiky, what you doing? Why you shoot at me?”
Spiky: “Sorry, I can't see properly coz my mask is blur…”
Sassy: *FAINT*
Then came the time that none of us could move at all, coz it was one-on-one. A slight movement will be "fatal". Jolly, Groovy and Cutie were the nearest to the flag that time. Jolly was hiding behind 2 water tanks with her gun sticking out. On the other side were Groovy and Cutie behind 2 standing boards respectively. If Jolly made an approach to the flag, Cutie will be there firing and vice versa. Groovy was also aimed by Sassy who was just few feet behind Jolly. We fired and fired and fired at one another for like ETERNITY. Our bullets were getting lesser, our hands were getting tired holding the gun and we were going breathless in the masks .
Jolly: “Hey, we cannot go on like this! Sassy, I go out to commit suicide then you faster run out to grab the flag ok? Eh, where's Gutsy?”
Nobody noticed that Gutsy had been shot at the right corner and quickly resumed the game by creeping up to the left hand corner. There she had a great view of Groovy. Apparently Groovy didn't know she was marked till she had a searing pain on her thigh. One down.
Jolly: “Cover!!!” Without any delay, she took the advantage to run out and grab the flag then ran back to their starting point without getting shot…again. Devils won the match!
The game was finished but everyone was still vibrant, talking non-stop about it. We changed into fresh, clean clothes and returned all the gears. All our jackets were as clean as before. Funny.
The price was reasonable despite the amount of bullets that we had used. We left the place when our stomachs growled. Suddenly McD was full of noise and laughter when we arrived. We couldn't stop recalling the stunts and those funny "incidents" from the games though we were physically exhausted. Of coz we showed off the bruises and blue-blacks gained from the games as well. We then realized all the bullet "wounds" on our body were the non-covered area. No wonder none of the jackets were coloured! How professional assassins we were! Can you guess who's waist is this?
Gutsy's evil wish was also granted. HAHAHAHAHA……HAHAHHAHA……
Poor bubbles, sacrificed their body and
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In mid-March...
Bubbles: Cool, so what do you want to do on your birthday ah? Choose your own celebration place la…
Cool: I want to go outstation. Either Melaka, the waterfall in Ipoh or other places…
Bubbles: Err…
We ended up in…
Cool showed her "beh song"! Ahhaah!Hey, we still had a very fun dinner! We had all the specialties in the restaurant – from cheesy pastas to tasty pizzas, from grilled lambs to crispy chicken wings. The friendly "tau keh so" came to socialize with us also.
After dinner, what else? As usual, the birthday cake, as usual we sang birthday songs, and as usual Cool gave us her killing smile…
Then we took our turns to take pictures with the birthday princess…
Cool was so lucky to be fed…
Then our crazy natures struck again – in fact was Baby's crazy nature. She had been missing in action in Groovy's Futsal and Gutsy's Paintball Game sessions so she compensated that night. She decided to be a les…
Don't get excited ok, that was not their tongues; it was just a strawberry…hahahha…but Cool seemed to enjoy it.
Then the gift presentation... 
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And finally all the group pics. Stay pretty and healthy always, our dear fishy sistas!
