Shooting ze Germans

What a crazy fun weekend. I've been so bogged down with work lately I was really looking forward to having some fun this weekend. I decided to stay in Friday night and get some work done because I had plans for Saturday and Sunday. Well the boys were pregaming for Oktoberfest so I decided just to have some wine with them until they left. A few drinking games later they convinced me to go with them. While we were all getting ready, Wolfgang decided to leave without us. We'll get back to that story a little later.

Eugen, Viktor, Ivar and I headed out to Oktoberfest. The beers were expensive, but the music was fun and the atmosphere was great. We danced on tables, did the chicken dance and sang German songs. Eugen, who was by far having the best time out of all of us, fell off the table at one point. He popped right back up and said "I'm OK!" and we all cheered. Hanne and I ventured to the slides and I raced an Aussie down the slide. America won of course . . . twice. We then met back up with my roomies and ventured back home. At home we continued drinking (probably not the best idea) and decided we were hungry and wanted some late night food. All we had were hotdogs. Most of you know about my fear of hotdogs. I overcame my fear for Friday night only and ate a hotdog. I probably can't attempt that feat sober, but for Friday I did it and the roomies cheered me on.
Johan, the birthday boy!

Saturday we had a slow start but Johan was having a cookout/pool party for his birthday and we were all going. In the morning, Wolfgang was finally home. He told us he went to Oktoberfest and we were all wondering why we hadn't seen him. Then the truth came out. Evidently he tried to go to Oktoberfest, but they told him he was too drunk and wouldn't let him in. The police came and said "You're too drunk, you have to leave." Wolfgang's response? "No you have to leave." He also told them (in English) "I don't speak English, I need a translator." He then started asking where his lawyer was. Needless to say his antics didn't go over well with the police and he spent the night in jail. Fingerprints and profile pictures galore. He was finally let out at 5am and thats when he came back home.

At about 3pm Saturday we had finally all regrouped and headed to Johan's. It was such a good reunion of lots of people I hadn't seen for a while. We cooked out on the grill, hung out by the pool and worked on our beer pong skills. The guys and I were still pretty tired from our shenanigans the night before so I knew I wouldn't last all night. Highlight of the night, a really drunk guy threw up all over himself and one of the couches and then wandered around trying to figure out why it smelled bad everywhere he went. Hilarious. I dominated a few times on the beer pong table and then Viktor and I headed back home about 10pm. I heard Wolfgang wander in about 7am, but evidently he had just fallen asleep at Johan's.

I was so excited for Sunday to get here. Earlier this semester I bought some group tickets to go play paintball. We got a group of 12 together and met at the bus station bright and early at 11:30am. We then headed out to Salisbury so we could shoot each other. It was an indoor field which actually worked out because it was kind of rainy and miserable out. I was sad that I didn't have my camo pants to wear, but when we got there they actually had camo pants and colored shirts for us to wear. Fabulous. We split into teams: Everyone versus the Germans.
In my past two times playing paintball, I was amazing. I only got shot once last time I played with Eric and his friends when he randomly shot me so I'd know what it felt like. My nickname after that time playing became "Psycho." This time I got shot a few more times, but it was awesome. Hanne lasted the first hour and then after she realized how bad it hurt to get shot, she stopped playing. It takes a special kind of girl to really love paintball.

Now we're all back home, freshly showered and recovering from our battle wounds. This week I have tons of work to get through but there's only two weeks of school left!!! And my parents will get here in a month!!