But only on the computer.
I gotta work on the Xbox now…
I’ve come to realize this recently. I was over a friend’s house tonight frantically searching for an Xbox controller, only to find that nobody knew where it was. At that point I almost called it a night, when I realized: I’m over a friend’s house.
It seems that video games are a major part of my everyday life. Now that I’m reflecting on it, they seem to be half of my life. Every morning I wake up, eat, brush my teeth, then sit right down to play some Call of Duty. It never fails, no matter what I have planned, that I allot myself time to frag it out, either with random strangers or with friends (some virtual, others physical).
It’s not the only thing that’s in my head however. I still hang out with friends when the occasion occurs, I see my girlfriend as much as I possibly can, I’m always running around here and there whether I need to go someplace or I’m just bored and riding along with my father… Video games haven’t consumed my life. Completely.
However, I’ve been finding it harder to focus on all my schoolwork and all the college work I’m trying to put in because of these video games. Right now, I’m supposed to be formulate an English essay. On what, you may ask? The effects that video games have had on society as a whole. Yep. If I wasn’t a nerd before, the line has just been crossed.
I don’t know where my gaming habits are gonna go once I hit college either. I hope that I’m able to take my Xbox, my PC (desktop), and my 32-inch TV with me into the dorms at Elizabethtown… But it’s kinda doubtful. Plus I don’t wanna be one of “those” kids, the loners who never come out of their rooms because they have everything they need in there.
Either way, I’m a nerd at heart and I always will be. Early exposure does that to you. One of the few things I remember from my early childhood is playing Mario with my father on the NES, or being my dad’s pit chief in a NASCAR simulation on Windows 95. Now I’ve far surpassed that. You can take the controller out of my hands, you can smash my console, you can take away my Internet connection, but one way or another I’ll find a way around it. ‘Cause I’m a nerd. And that’s what nerds do.
So I’m sitting in my Physics class today, minding my own business and slacking off as usual, when the kid sitting next to me claims to have proof that women are evil. And I didn’t believe him, so he writes it down for me. I find this so amusing that I’m going to share it with all of you!
Okay, so to start, women cost time and money: women = time * money
And there’s the saying “Time is money”: time = money
Therefore: women = money * money = money^2(squared)
Now there’s another saying, “Money is the root of all evil”: money = squareroot(evil)
If we square both sides: money^2 = evil
And plugging it into the above equation: women = evil
And people say math is useless. :D
Let’s just take a second to catch our breath shall we? It seems like we’re getting very pissy about very miniscule things. This is mainly for one person, and that person knows it’s for them, so to everyone else, I apologize for the rant. But I have this feeling that the person’s watching… Waiting for a response… And even if they aren’t, I’m gonna give them one anyway.
First of all, sorry if I enjoy reading your blog sometimes. I’ve actually found some pretty interesting and funny things on there. Some of the pictures, some of the things you’ve said… It warms my heart to know that you still care enough to talk about me and threaten me. Absolutely makes my day. :)
I also love the person you’ve turned into. You can’t even talk to me anymore, so what do you do? Go and complain to my friends, who have nothing to do with the situation, because you can’t confront me. I personally have no qualms with you, I’m not gonna ask them to take sides or anything, that would make me quite an asshole (although, according to some people, I’m already there.)
I’m just glad that all this happened so suddenly. It really gave me inspiration to post on my Tumblr, which hadn’t had much use in the past few days… But enough personal reflection.
I haven’t said two words to you in months, I haven’t texted you, e-mailed you, called you, talked to you face-to-face, hell, even looked you in the eye (on purpose) for months. And all of a sudden I’m stalking you? Cause I read your blog? Cause I actually somewhat care about you? Keep in mind it’s not the caring I once had, that part of me is dead now… But I do still care what’s going on. Especially when I wanted to be friends, even though I could’ve just said “Forget you, I’m gone.” but no, I decided that I wanted to be different. And I say one thing wrong, one thing on FACEBOOK, I didn’t even say it to you… And I’m dead to you. ‘Cause that’s logical.
If you ever maybe wanna be respectable to yourself, my girlfriend (not my “whore”, my GIRLFRIEND) and me, maybe you’ll give me a call sometime. You know my number, both the house and my cell. The lines are always open. Or maybe you could e-mail me, I know you know that, it’s not too hard to find. Just ask any one of my friends, they’ll be more than happy to give it to you. Or if you wanna keep talking on Tumblr, that’s fine too, I don’t mind making all this public, you don’t seem to have too much of a problem with it either. Whatever works for you. But hopefully you’ll be able to get over yourself and realize this is all stupid. I’ll be waiting.
Mark A. Kaye, Jr.