This is should be the last installment.
Before going to the boat rowing activity, we made tambay and asked our tour guide to take our class pic. This is probably the last time that the iboys were complete in a picture.
After the said picture taking, we went to the dock. There we saw Mr Chinggoy Hidalgo, if you were just at his shoes, you would certainly feel the thrill of your life. Most of the iboys were grinding beside Mr Hidalgo. Some were just shouting and making goofy sounds. Kawawa si Sir, but no one could help him because his section was still occupying the boats. For his own relief, Mrs Sacluti told us to calm down. Slowly, we did :D
Once it was our turn, every man for himself! Some rushed to get the boats which they wanted and which were easy access. Some wisely chose the people to be with. Ehem Puzon! Ehem Jc! In addition, some should have chose which safe path to row towards to. Me and Oba were the Capitans of the boat. I forgot the name, but i think it was the name of a place. I think we were not alone, meaning that there were other people besides the iboys. If i remember right, they were girls. The first thing that came to our mind was to row towards their direction, but we didn't want ourselves to be that obvious so we tried to restrained ourselves.
On the other side of the pond/lake, some iboys were getting wild. Bangka Wars may be the worthier title of the shit they were doing. After a few secs, the marshall blew his whistle while warning some people. I hope that Puzon's boat didn't slice another into two. =) Just kidding Puz.
We came by Manasan, Junie and Dominics boat. They were just weird, rowing and rowing, but they were just circling around one spot. I dont remember if Bulex rode with them :)
We also came in contact with Miggy's floater, and apparently Mr Gamboa didn't want to stay any longer =) So he came along the SS Mac-Oba Boat =), tapos inutusan kami ihatid siya sa dock. Hahaha.
I think all of those shit happened for 15 minutes only, or maybe even less.
After that, we checked ourselves. No one got wet on our boat, but others were wetty wetty =) I think a persons phone got wet and malfunctioned :D
More more to come :D
Also part of the agenda was the Wall Climbing part, but it sucked because we had to pay 100 plus pesos for that boring shit. Zipline was also part of our field trip, but never saw anyone participate.
Now here comes the climax of our trip! The Piantball. Much anticipated even though a lot of people had second thoughts whether to join. Partially, the doubt was due to the cost of the bullets or the pballs, but we were convinced: "minsan lang to". 500 bucks, i think that was the going price for around 50 rounds. After paying, we formed two teams. Kinareer ng team namin yung laro. We would make a battle plan and assign assault groups to position here, take down people and cover teammates. Thanks to Mico and Kaloy, we felt like this was World War 3. Ehem ehem, so i was part of the Right Flank Assault Team with Oba and Kaloy and Carlo. The playing area was more realistic than the obstacles like inflatables. It was a real jungle.
So, we were briefed before going into action. Once the game started, everyone was rushing to their positions, especially our team. Follow the battle plan. Once we got into place, we were trying to find people to shoot. We were very eager to let those paintballs fly. Then i heard shots being fired at our left flank. I started to go around and up to higher ground alone. From their, i could notice iboys from the other team positioning themselves near my position. Then boom, action begins at our side. Kaloy, our team leader was taking fire from the opposition. It was weird that he wasn't shooting back. Possibly because he was just taking cover behind an obstacle or soon to find out, his rifle was jammed. Too bad :P
I fired a couple of shots towards the bush in front of me. I remember moving around, but Oba, who was suppose to be my wing man, couldn't notice me changing places. Once i heard bullets passing throught the leaves on top of my area, i started to fire more bullets to the said area. After my sixth or seventh shot, the guy from the other side was retaliating. I quickly took cover, but i felt a paintball hit my head and helmet. Some balls were just passing by, and it's a good thing nothing hit me badly nor even barely hitting me. I tapped my head to see if there was blood, but all i felt was this gooey substance colored yellow. Its a good thing there aint any red drops on my hand =) I was greatly relieved and started to shoot again. Pow pow. =)
When most of the people ran out of ammo, they started to raise their guns to show surrender or inability to participate already.
We all gathered at center stage to... i don't remember why we gathered, and i regret going to that place at the time that....
So it was just us iboys meeting and talking about what happened in the game. Nagkwekwentuhan bago umalis sa field. THEN MUTHAFACKINGLY OUT OF NOWHERE,
VINCENZO CASTELO, alyas VINCI. Points his paint gun towards me, then clicks the MUTHAFACKING trigger. Then the bullet goes to Physics animation thennn HITS my left chest. TANGINA MO VINCIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
The projectile hit me between my left chest and left armpit. I really felt pain, but i didnt cry. Exagg naman pag ganun. I was partially crumbling, but i was able to manage the pain because i've felt worse physically and emotionally =)
Pero cool lang, alam ko naman na gago talaga si Vinci :)
Apparently, we won the game. The referee maybe got lazy to really judge the outcome. The game was just for fun, so no one took it seriously. Once i took of my shirt, i could see the impression of the bullet, i mean the ball, on my skin. It was partially bleeding, but the whole thing was bruising up. When i got up the bus, Ma'am Sacluti was kind enough to lend her first aid kit. Actually i had one, but i forgot and she offered it at once eh. Manghang-mangha yung ibang iboys =) Napapa-wow pa sila eh. Si Ma'am naman nandiri :)) Haahaha
So, once everyone was settled, the bus started to proceed with the last part of our trip--- the going home part.
May masaya pa rin nangyari kahit na medyo pagod na lahat. Si Torre kasi pinahiram or pinahawak kay Paul yung SLR niyang pinagmamalaki. Noong nasa Wawa Dam pa, este nung nasa school pa kami, pinagyayabang niya na yung kanyang bagong gadget =) So nung pauwi na kami, hinahanap hanap niya sa bag niya at sa paligid niya. Nagtatatanong siya sa mga tao tao kung nakita nila yung bagay niya. Walang nakakakita raw, at hanap pa rin siya nang hanap. Malapit na dumating sa punto na mag-bbreakdown na siya. May sinabi pa siya about na: "Patay ako sa erpats ko mga tol". Hahaha, im not sure, but probably those were the words which would come out of his BUNGANGA. Then before the expected breakdown, Paul showed the SLR. Once Mics grabbed hold of the camera, it was like "the perfect reunion. Torre and SLR running towards each other, and once they come near they hug each other. just like in the movies."
Nothing significant happened when we were going home. Maliban sa inaasar namin si Ma'am na pano na kung wala na kami.
Dapat mag cclass CS pero nagsi-uwian na halos lahat :) Kasabay ko ata si Ian at Mariano pauwi :D
So that's IT!
Compared with the other field trips Hmmm.
1st - Biak na Bato
2nd - Makiling
3rd - Banahaw
4th - La Mesa , Wawa Dam
1st Year - hindi pwede compare kasi 1-M mga kasama ko.
2nd Year - Hindi ko maalala masyado. Alam ko lang Camera with Flashlight.
3rd Year - HUSGADO with Ms. Lacsamana!
4th Year - Paintball and the Last FT
Mas masaya 3rd Year then 4th then 2nd.
Kailan kaya ang next? Sabi ko kasi sa bus driver at yung tour crew na: "Sa uulitin, next year ah."
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