no. the "pb" doesn't stand for "pugad-baboy" (very witty though, i have to give you credit). "pb" stands for paintball. officemates and i were at the paintball republic (camp johnhay) yesterday for a teambuilding session.. and what a fun game it was.
i was the captain of the ... dig this.. PINK team. ain't that great? yeah, and my teammates were jai rodriguez, thom filicia, carson kresley, ted allen, and kyan douglas. sounds familiar eh? whadda y' expect.. our team color was screaming gay all over the place.
anyway, going back to paintball.. we were divided into 4 groups of ten. the winner from each pair moves on to play in the championship round. we won our first round match against team WHITE... and advanced to meet team PEACH (who the heck picked these colors anyway?!) in the finals. we lost.
why? i knew you'd ask that.
i was taken out by one of our accountants.. gina. yeah yeah. gina's a girl. she got me at my left leg. darn it! it hurt like hell i tell you!!!. i hate ACCOUNTANTS!!! *calm down, calm down... now breathe, breathe... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... now the anger is gone* ok i'm cool. i'm cool with what happened.
no point discussing what the winning team got... ok, they'll be going to ilocos ok... plus they each got mugs and shirts ok... happy now??!! the shirts were too small for me anyway... (*bitter*)
i'm out.
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