Pepper Spray Sucks

Well, today was OC day. We ended up having two choices, the red canister (a little less harsh) or the silver canister (more harsh). I was about sixth or seventh to go, the first girl to step up. I let the guy choose which canister to hit me with and of course he chose silver. Fun stuff. It was a count of three and I had to open my eyes. He douched me right in the eyes from four feet away with the shit. GODDAMN THAT STUFF HURTS. I had to run forward, pry my swollen-shut eyes open with my fingers to find Bob the rubber man, and then beat the shit out of him. I felt like I did ok, but turns out when I watched the video, I beat the shit out of Bob. I walloped him over and over in the head with my fists while kneeing him in the rubber balls for the whole 30 seconds. I remember beating him with my fists but I have no recollection of kneeing him so much. Awesome. Then I was escorted to the water bucket where I spent 5 minutes cussing and filling my eyes with baby soap. I went to the yard and stood with the other recently-douched people and it took me 7 minutes to recover. Two other people got better as quickly as I did and the rest of the class took 20 to 45 minutes to get better. I was pretty damn impressed with myself, not going to lie to you. Out of the six girls, I was the only one who didn't cry. There was not a chance in hell I was going to do that. One boy in my class screamed like I have not even heard a little girl scream and dropped to his knees and couldn't even fight off Bob the Rubber Man. Over all, it was a good experience and shockingly I would definitely do it again. Everyone in my class thought it was crazy how fast I recovered. So, overall again, I liked it. Weird, huh? My skin didn't even turn red. I think I will join a Pepper Spray Team. Because I am one badass pepper-spray-receiver. BUT--It did hurt more than anything I had ever done in my life.