Bowling

Quote#1- Alun- It’s Karma. You get a strike, the next time you go they don’t fall down. (Proceeds to get a spare-strike-strike run…)

Quote#2- Alun- I wanna start a fight.
- Me (slightly worried) why?
- Alun- Just to see what the reaction would be.

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Hey there. Please bear with me, as I am suffering the effects of eating way too much sugar in way too short a time, and am currently extremely hyper. God help me when the sugar wears off…

How do I know I’m on a sugar high? Something tells me that eating a ½ pint of jelly in about 10 minutes isn't the most sensible thing to do. Hehehe… I can’t stop giggling!! I was eating it, laughing as it kept falling off my spoon! There’s just something about jelly that makes me worse than a 3 year old. At Disneyland. With ADD.

Um, what have I been up to? Oh. Went bowling. Was sorta fun. We were meeting in the pub at half 6, and because I’m me, I got there for about 20 past or so I guess. Had a drink, and then at about 25 to 7 or so, Alun arrives. And we’re sitting, having a chat, looking at the time, wondering where the hell everyone else is! So then at about quarter to, we wonder up to the gym to see if anyone didn’t get the amended meeting place and time. But no-one was there, so we wandered back. By which time, Craig and Emma had appeared at the pub.

Craig was the one who had organised it, and so at least knew who we were still waiting for and who was going to meet us there. Turned out that we were only waiting for a couple more people, and then everyone else who was going was going to meet us there. So had another drink while we waited, and then once we all arrived we headed for a taxi.

Now here is the crazy thing. We were going bowling at Star City. This big complex of a casino, a cinema, a bowling alley, a few other things, and restaurants. And it’s about a 10 minute walk away from my house. So I’ve left the house, caught the train into town, walked to uni where the pub is, waited for everyone else to show, only to get a taxi to the place 10 mins walk away from where I live… yup, I can see the logic…

And not only that, but the common taxi’s we can get from the uni are only 5 seater ones, and there’s 6 of us. So we have t get 2 taxi’s, cos the driver wouldn’t let one of the lasses sit on one of the guys laps. M’eh. Probably a good thing I guess.

Anyway, once we all got there, bowling to a back seat to the arcade-y bit. So, after watching everyone losing money on various machines, and another drink, we headed bowling. Which was kinda fun. We had the barriers up, when the other team didn’t, and they got all put out, calling us cheats, until they found the switch that pulled the barrier up on their lane!

Craig is an interesting fellow. He’s the one who doesn’t quite get the whole concept of “no-contact” in sparring, and has a very strange bowling technique. You all know the discus at the Olympics? Replace the big beefy guy with an average 5’11 ish guy. Replace the nice big field with a bowling alley. Finally replace the discus with a light bowling ball, and you have the technique. It was pretty good the few times he did it that way, bouncing along the barrier, knocking over, oh, 1 skittle… until this time that he did it, it went down the next lane over, totally missed the skittles but it registered it as a go on their game. You should have seen his face!

The ironic thing I, Alun, when he first arrived at the pub, had told me that he wanted to start a fight that night. (Fills you with confidence really, doesn’t it? “Me 6”6 man. Me black belt. Me fight!” Only not like that, cos he’s lovely really…) so this guy comes over to Craig in a whole “What do you think you’re doing?!” way, and Alun, calm as you like, stands up next to him and asks Craig if he’s coming to tkd training the next day. Suddenly the guy is all “Ah don’t worry about it mate. That was really funny. Hahaha”

The rest of us by this time have told the other team what happened, and we’re all in various stages of laughing our asses off! Ah bless.


So had a couple games bowling. Yelled at inanimate objects that failed to fall down. Drank some more. Finished bowling, went back to the arcade-y bit… drank some more… and then headed back. Now, like I said before, there was 6 of us for the taxi, so this time we phone us and book one for 6. And we wait. And wait. And wait some more. Eventually, Craig gets fed up of waiting, and goes in search of a taxi. Comes back with a 5 seater, only this driver is perfectly happy for the 6 of us to squeeze into a 5 seater. I point out just how close I am to home at this point, saying I’ll just walk, there’s no point in me getting it etc. Only Alun and Craig wouldn’t hear of it. (There is a chance at this point that I am slightly tipsy, what with the doubles and no food aspect of the drink’s I had.)

So I ended up getting a taxi back to uni with everyone else. And then I had to walk about 10 mins or so through the middle of Birmingham at 11 at night to catch the last train home. By myself. Yes, cos that’s MUCH safer than me walking the 10 mins home from Star City…

But overall it was a cool night. And now it feels like I’m about to crash, so I’m posting this bit now. And I’ll post the rest when I write it sometime tomorrow… Or I would have posted it, but Blogger wont load up… so I’ll post the rest of this later on today!