Alright, so...pfft. I'll cut the usual depression shit about feeling empty and just get to something that probably shouldn't be that important compared to all of the other stuff I'm dealing with, but would be a good time-killer and meaning-imposer until I can actually get my CBT started.
Video games.
When I was younger, I used to play on video games all the damn time. Mega Drive, Game Boy, PlayStation, you name it. But now...I'm 16. I've got responsibilities. I've got exams and revision. I don't have my parents to pay for all my stuff; in fact, I only have ONE parent now, and both of us don't have that much money. I've got an Xbox 360, but I haven't bothered to play in a dog's age because there's some kind of thing with the remote that doesn't make it work, not to mention that my lazy 27-year-old brother stays at home all the time and makes it awkward when I'm playing the thing in the living room (and I can't move it out of there into my small-as-fuck bedroom with my small-as-fuck TV; it was a hassle getting it all set up in the first place).
And my mother comes back home at, like, 6pm anyway and tends to want to watch the TV. Also, I've got OCD and I have to read instruction manuals over and over again 'til my eyes fucking bleed (metaphorically, of course). And big games like Zelda and Final Fantasy only intimidate me even more because of this. And the world of video games has shifted so much it feels as if I've missed out on a big chunk of it (PSP broke a while ago, most recent handheld I have is a GBA SP that I barely play), and online just...I don't understand it, I don't understand the hub, all these achievements, and now - you guessed it - I'm going to start talking like Cranky Kong and say that things were better "back in the day" as a prepubescent young boy blissfully ignorant of the horrors to come, and I could just sit down, pop in a catridge and play.
Furthermore, there are so many supposedly awesome games that I haven't played, and yet I still frequent threads and videos telling me how orgasmic Final Fantasy VII is. I envy those collectors, who somehow have the time and money around their job to hunt down and buy all this paraphernalia, have the patience to just sit down and throw out a couple of hours playing them, and still be able to get up the next morning and go to work. You see, this is why people get addicted to the absorbing world of video games, because the real world is a stewing hellhole waiting to destroy itself.
Rant over.
Video games.
When I was younger, I used to play on video games all the damn time. Mega Drive, Game Boy, PlayStation, you name it. But now...I'm 16. I've got responsibilities. I've got exams and revision. I don't have my parents to pay for all my stuff; in fact, I only have ONE parent now, and both of us don't have that much money. I've got an Xbox 360, but I haven't bothered to play in a dog's age because there's some kind of thing with the remote that doesn't make it work, not to mention that my lazy 27-year-old brother stays at home all the time and makes it awkward when I'm playing the thing in the living room (and I can't move it out of there into my small-as-fuck bedroom with my small-as-fuck TV; it was a hassle getting it all set up in the first place).
And my mother comes back home at, like, 6pm anyway and tends to want to watch the TV. Also, I've got OCD and I have to read instruction manuals over and over again 'til my eyes fucking bleed (metaphorically, of course). And big games like Zelda and Final Fantasy only intimidate me even more because of this. And the world of video games has shifted so much it feels as if I've missed out on a big chunk of it (PSP broke a while ago, most recent handheld I have is a GBA SP that I barely play), and online just...I don't understand it, I don't understand the hub, all these achievements, and now - you guessed it - I'm going to start talking like Cranky Kong and say that things were better "back in the day" as a prepubescent young boy blissfully ignorant of the horrors to come, and I could just sit down, pop in a catridge and play.
Furthermore, there are so many supposedly awesome games that I haven't played, and yet I still frequent threads and videos telling me how orgasmic Final Fantasy VII is. I envy those collectors, who somehow have the time and money around their job to hunt down and buy all this paraphernalia, have the patience to just sit down and throw out a couple of hours playing them, and still be able to get up the next morning and go to work. You see, this is why people get addicted to the absorbing world of video games, because the real world is a stewing hellhole waiting to destroy itself.
Rant over.
