Day 5.
Thank God for school. Things will get about 9000 percent easier now since I have literally no time to sit around and want to play video games. My jam-packed schedule concludes with me getting home at around 11 pm and having massive amounts of work to do, so I don't anticipate having anymore problems on the game deprivation front. Cheers to that!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Ai-yi-yi
I am no longer concerned with my lack of video games as I have bigger issues with my school work looming. I've lost a notebook and I have a project that may be in jeopardy. I can't help but blame my loss on my mental state. More later.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
So here I am at the precipice
I know it's really late and I should be asleep, but my haunted eyes keep drifting to the blinking light on my Playstation 2. I must be strong. There have to have been days that I went without playing videogames. I'm positive that there were, even in the near past. I think this is a psychological dependency that I have manufactured for myself. If I had the option to play, I'd probably be asleep right now. Instead, I am dwelling on the memories of my past encounters with this wretched medium. Like a woman possessed, I sit here and contemplate cheating, just to get this out of my system. But I won't do it, if only to be fair to everyone else in the class. I hope you guys appreciate this.
Thank God for flea infestation
Day 3.
I'm out of my house because of our generosity to a kitten. The rain was so harsh and the kitten was so small...but covered in fleas. So our house is being bombed and I have freedom from my fortress of fun. Fun that I cannot have. Oh, the hours will pass by so quickly until my next meeting with my will power...
I'm out of my house because of our generosity to a kitten. The rain was so harsh and the kitten was so small...but covered in fleas. So our house is being bombed and I have freedom from my fortress of fun. Fun that I cannot have. Oh, the hours will pass by so quickly until my next meeting with my will power...
Friday, October 16, 2009
Ahh, the day has slipped by!
Day 2.
So I wake up at about 8 am today and I feel nothing for about 10 hours since I had to run errands all day. But then, at like 6:30, a crushing realization settles over my bones. I am not allowed to play video games when I finally do get home. So I try to put it out of my mind - it's nothing, I'll be fine, etc. - but the weight of my decision is like a monkey frantically clawing at my back. I get home at about 9 o'clock shivering from the cold one would presume, but nay. It is from the exertion of avoiding the steely gaze of my various game systems. My dad looks at me and his customary, "You wanna play some Left 4 Dead, Tray?" upon my arrival is cut short by my low whimper of, "I'm going to go clean my room." A stunned silence falls over my bag-encumbered mother and my John Grisham novel-reading father as I turn to go and distract myself from the pain of withdrawal. Once inside my room I realize that to be completely fair I must forgo my PC games as well. The Sims on the desk urges me to forget my pact. "I'm JUST a PC game. You said no VIDEO games. Come on..." I throw it in my closet. Pacing back and forth, I begin to wonder what I can do to avoid a slip-up. Television will be too tempting, as the console is attached, my computer has games that it wants to throw in my face and the people in my family must always play with me. Books! That will distract me. Unfortunately, my eyes glaze and I find myself wanting the forbidden fruit. The thing I cannot have is the thing I desire. Oh, irony prevails. I check facebook listlessly, reflecting briefly on the fact that I am so cavalier about accessing what some people are struggling to give up. Eventually, I remember that the assignment needs to be documented on the internet. Sooo...hi.
So I wake up at about 8 am today and I feel nothing for about 10 hours since I had to run errands all day. But then, at like 6:30, a crushing realization settles over my bones. I am not allowed to play video games when I finally do get home. So I try to put it out of my mind - it's nothing, I'll be fine, etc. - but the weight of my decision is like a monkey frantically clawing at my back. I get home at about 9 o'clock shivering from the cold one would presume, but nay. It is from the exertion of avoiding the steely gaze of my various game systems. My dad looks at me and his customary, "You wanna play some Left 4 Dead, Tray?" upon my arrival is cut short by my low whimper of, "I'm going to go clean my room." A stunned silence falls over my bag-encumbered mother and my John Grisham novel-reading father as I turn to go and distract myself from the pain of withdrawal. Once inside my room I realize that to be completely fair I must forgo my PC games as well. The Sims on the desk urges me to forget my pact. "I'm JUST a PC game. You said no VIDEO games. Come on..." I throw it in my closet. Pacing back and forth, I begin to wonder what I can do to avoid a slip-up. Television will be too tempting, as the console is attached, my computer has games that it wants to throw in my face and the people in my family must always play with me. Books! That will distract me. Unfortunately, my eyes glaze and I find myself wanting the forbidden fruit. The thing I cannot have is the thing I desire. Oh, irony prevails. I check facebook listlessly, reflecting briefly on the fact that I am so cavalier about accessing what some people are struggling to give up. Eventually, I remember that the assignment needs to be documented on the internet. Sooo...hi.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
The Madness Begins...
Day 1.
My eyes already itch from the pain of separation from my constant zombie horde. How will I live without my Xbox 360? How will I live without the journeys through Morrowind, driving recklessly as characters from the Simpsons, and the satisfaction of fighting the zombie infection one bullet at a time? I am ill-equipped and emotionally bereft. Goodbye sanity.
My eyes already itch from the pain of separation from my constant zombie horde. How will I live without my Xbox 360? How will I live without the journeys through Morrowind, driving recklessly as characters from the Simpsons, and the satisfaction of fighting the zombie infection one bullet at a time? I am ill-equipped and emotionally bereft. Goodbye sanity.
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