dead

THIS BLOG IS DEAD, i killed it and there will be know more posts unless i reach a new level of bordom, until then, i bid you farewell...

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.

Manual labor

Hey guys. Had a really busy day for a change. Kinda still new to this blog thing, so ill just start from the beginning.
Woke around about 7 AM which is pretty dadgum early for a high school guy that doesnt have a job. Well... anyway the reason I got up so early was to help get Zephyr ready(for those of you that dont know me thats a baptist encampment, which also gives you a hint to which religion I practice) for the coming raid of campers that would soon pour onto the establishment. Well anyway, I thought I would be trimming some brush, maybe paint a couple of benches and I would be on my way, but no. As soon as we got there the camp staff (which is made up of mostly gigantic monsters thats would happily rip your arm off, T.Y., Bobiginush ;long U sound;ect.) gave us (Matt, Steven,myself, joe chaddik, and some girl from Amarillo) a couple of little metal scrapers and some wire brushes and told us to scrape paint of of the front gate and fence of the camp. So I think to myself, ok this wont be all that bad just a little scraping here and there and were done. Well...my assumption had turn out to be a bad one, there was about six or seven layers of paint that had built up over the years, and we were the lucky crew that had to take care of it. So, about 2 hours into scraping me and joe get a little tired of it. So we decided to hijack Bobiginushes (the "supervisor") golf cart that he drives around camp. So we take off for a bit and then come back a couple of minutes later. Well when we got back, they had started to paint the fence we scraped black so me and joe got to work. About 30 minutes into working joe took a break and stood around for awhile. Well, when joes back was turned, Bobiginush gets a fully loaded paint brush and smacks joe across the face with it. I cant get into details, but me and joe are concocting a plan to get back at Bobiginush while at camp, looks like im going to be in the middle of a war at camp which sound pretty fun. Well that pretty much sums up my day. Heres a that video i promised you. Thats all for now.

One of the last things id thought i would do

Well... here I am. Writing in a blog. I should be ashamed of myself. Im better than this. I used to laugh in the face of the blogger world, and what of me now. I have fallen victom of the great social disaster which is the blog. From this moment on, I have no life anymore.

Well, now that thats settled, I guess I should tell you a little bit about my life so far. Im a former freshmen now sophmore(not sure how to spell it) at Calallen high school. I like playing soccer and football, watch the spurs and longhorns any chance i get, and enjoy long walks on beach. Fishing and Snow sking are my all time favorite things in this world, although i dont do much sking because it doesnt really get cold here in south texas(which is where i live by the way). I am 5 foot 10, have brown skin, and bathe regularly. Sorry guys im kinda tired and its getting late, but ill tell you more about myself as time passes. I would also like to start posting funny videos or comics at the end of each post to give you the reader motivation to actually read about my life so, i guess thats all for now, im off to bed.