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The majority of my summer has been spent with my amazing friends that live here with me in Tucson. WAIT!!!!!!!! OK, you reading this. You dont know my friends, so therefore you probably dont care what I write about my hilarious times with them. Its ok, I will read posts and hear stories about other people’s friends and quite honestly, I Cannot care because I have no emotional connection to the people being described to me.  I get it, and I understand why people reading my blog wouldnt want to hear all this gab and blah blah blah about Steven Leon’s friends because they dont know them. The point of this particular blog post is to describe certain friends of mine, or times I’ve had with them, and hope that whoever reads this can relate the fun times I have had with my friends to the times they cherish and enjoy the company of their friends. Also, this is my blog so if you dont like hearing about the rather ridiculous adventures that me and my friends have well . . . . .go start your own blog.

Ok, now that the disclaimer is over with, I can first say that although my family has been there the entire summer, entertaining, working and loving me the entire time, I have a lot of fun with my friends who still remain in Tucson. There are a lot so I wont get to all of them, but it really makes me feel good when I can call up someone and just lull about town, whether it is working out, getting Eegee’s on a random date, sneak into resorts and walk around their ‘romantic trails’ (One thing to know about me, I am no romantic and will never be one, I dont find any logic in the topic of ‘romance’) or get pelted with paintballs and leave a facility in the middle of nowhere covered in a combination of sweat, artificially manufactured paint and Hawaiian Punch. That being said, I have come to the conclusion that a lot can be learned from friends in the short amount of time I have with them. Several of my friends are one year younger than me and are starting college next year. Some are going to NAU, Norte Dame, the University of Arizona Honors Program or to several other schools. I know that I dont have a lot of time with them so this summer I decided to spend as much time with them and my other friends as I could because I know that they will change during college, maybe for the best, maybe for the worst, (forshadowing to a future blog of mine) but I want to have fun with them now while I can. Most of my friends know that I appreciate and love them so it makes it all the more easier when there is an absence of petty ‘romances’, flings or disagreements between them. There arent that many friends that I can call up to go work out on a whim with, Brian, or start a radio show to just record our unbelievably hilarious converstations (Brandon and Mike). On that note, visit www.thebadradio.com. Our 7th episode is up and a brief synopsis is this: Creepy things, sweaty money and more public womanly misconduct. Back to my point, I can go on and on about how these different types of friends have affected my summer, but you, the reader, couldn’t care less so I wont press the point. My point is just that it is wise to appreciate the friends now while you can because they change and you change and college seperates people, which can be a good or bad thing. Last summer, it was a very good thing for me to be seperated from some people while meeting others. The way I see it is that if I had or have a great friend that I will probably lose contact with by whatever means, if that friendship meant that much to us, we will stay in touch and if not, I will see them in heaven anyways. Morbid? No. Just the way I see it.

Now that I have the wordy stuff out of the way, I am going to describe the pain and enjoyment that getting hit multiple times by small paint filled plastic balls has caused me for today. So yesterday, after recording our 7th episode: www.thebadradio.com, LISTEN TO IT, I went over to my friend Bobby’s house to prepare for paintballing the next morning. I had gone once before with my high school’s Outdoor Adventure Club, and I was dreadful. Also, I have been shot in the neck by a female player just feet from me, inhibiting my speech capabilities for some time after. Nonetheless, I am no fan of the sport, but when he asked me to go, I figured why not, I can give it another go. So we did, we woke up early, drove all the way over there before it got too hot and when we got there I saw tons of players there all decked out and looking like pro’s and of course I was nevous. I used to play childish airsoft with some fools a few years ago, but I hated playing that, even though they didnt realize it at the time because I just went to be with them. Kind of the same here but in this case, I had a blast. Unexpectedly, I made a few kills and although I got a bit trigger happy when shooting someone 10 years older than me, I felt awesome! It was a ton of fun going with Bobby and his cousin Aaron, and it was a pretty good workout, squatting and running and crouching. I got a Charlie Horse while trying to seek and destroy an enemy female hostile, so that hurt like heck for a while. I also got two enormous welts, one on my left wrist and another on my theigh. The bruise is pretty big, but I take pride in my wound. I wasnt hit as bad as some other people, and a lot of people had the hardcore gear on while I had the same flimsy blue t-shirt that I wore to the cave. By the end of the four hours or so of running around ruined helicopter crashes and spools, we left the field covered in paint and sweat because, God Bless Arizona, the 110 degree sun came up at aroung eleven. Expensive as it was, it was *definitely worth it.

*Quick side-track here, I used to be a Spelling Bee Champ and a whiz at spelling, which I still am, but some words confuse me. I was so used to spelling “definitely” the wrong way like definately, and I have no idea why. It goes the same for words like receive and weird, I just get confused with the cursed “i’s”. Anyway . . .

Back on track now, I relish in the fact that I have some amazing friends at home here and I wish them the best of luck. I look forward to seeing them again and I hope they all know how much I appreciate them even if I dont say it as often as I should. Fake friends arent worth keeping and by now I know who is real and who isn’t. “Don’t worry about people in your past, there’s a reason they aren’t in your future”