Paintball

Well, today i played paintball, and i got shot, many many times. It was pretty fun actually. You get to shoot people, watch them yelp in pain, and you dont get life in jail or possibly the death penalty. Whoever invented it, i give you kudos(i dont think iv ever used that word before, coincidentally the name of my dog as well) because it is an excellent way to let off some or nearly all of your steam. I think i played about seven or eight games, which im not sure is alot,( for all yall paintball junkies reading this im probably not sure what im talking about, just for the heads up) but i was exhausted when all came to a close so im guessing a played quite a bit. When all was over i counted 26 bruises and welts on my body, most on my chest. It looks kinda like im breaking out with hives or a severe rash, but its all good. Well, because i have nothing else to do i will describe the people i hung out with today and their role in this wonderful parody which is also know as my life(but mostly what happened on june 27, between the times of 10:00 A.M. and 8:00P.M)

Matt- from what i saw you were a kinda a wuss when it comes to paintball, but since you gave me tokens for air hockey(probably doesnt make any sense to most of you people), i think better of you

Steven- surprisingly you held your own at paintball, i was expecting you to sit out most of the time, but you took it like a man, a very skinny, tall white man who needs a tan

gibs- i shot you in the head like four times and then snuck behind you and shot you point blank in the spine twice, and had a great time doing it

caitlyn- you dish out the pain with no mercy, and then spit in the face of all who oppose you, props to you girl(dont think iv ever used the word props either, todays been a day of firsts)

fletcher- didnt see you much on the battlefield, which is ironic you being so big and all

kayla- didnt play paintball, but gave me her gun when mine went berserk and started shooting by itself, much obliged

ashley- i shot you and felt a little guilty, but the guilt turned to hate when you returned fire, props to you as well

nick- i think about 20 of your 33 bruises are from me, next time you should think before you run out right in front of me, you will know i will unload on you, be afraid, be afraid...

for those of you not mentioned on my blog, i just cant remember you, or you did not play a big enough part in my day to be mentioned, tough for you.

well, i am tired and it appears to be the perfect time to end my day so im just going to leave you with a video and go to bed. This is cameron, signing off.