Sitting in my I&T seminar today, I realised after four and a half years of university that I'm not cut out to be an arts student. The seminar was a bit like a tutorial-lecture, where the lecturer stood at the front, talked about stuff, and asked us questions, then kept talking. Luckily there were computers. Unluckily, they had those Mac Wireless keyboards that our university seems to love, and that I seem to have a penchant for making them stop responding. So 5 minutes into the tute, I realised that the keyboard wasn't working and the computer didn't have Freecell on it (nor an on-screen keyboard). I was screwed...
It wasn't the discussion that was so bad, the topic was interesting (what is intimacy, how can you be intimate with someone, what is it that you share with someone that makes your relationship intimate?, etc), it was more the people in the discussion. I apologise in advance for playing to stereotypes, but these people were so much like their stereotypes that I can't help myself
OK, so the first contestant was your typical fat girl who has nothing better to do than actually read the reading material. That would be me, only I get distracted too easily by Freecell. Anyway, having read the reading material assigned for the class, she believed this made her the leading authority on everything that happened in the class. It just seemed like she had an opinion on anything anybody said, regardless of whether it made sense or not, and she had to make sure everyone knew her opinion.
On to contestant number 2. The over-enthusiastic pot head. Well, I don't know if pot head is the right term, because I think they're supposed to be stoned all the time, and I don't know how stoned people can be over-enthusiastic, but he must have been on something. He nodded to what the other people were saying, offered his life-story, and was in general really caring and nurturing to other people - so much so that I wanted to slap him in the face, and he was sitting next to me, which made it worse.
Stereotype number 3 was the "I'm so in love with my boyfriend, I want everyone else to know about him and will talk about him at every opportunity" girl. Not that I'm jealous or anything, since I have the wonderful MrMan5.5 who gives me colds and bags of dog poop, but it just seemed over the top. So many of her examples were just long and boring stories about her current boy.
Needless to say, I was bored about 15 minuets into this seminar. The entire time I was reminded of that Facebook group "Put your hand down in lecture and shut up. Nobody cares." I wanted to get into Informatics 1 (first year "programming" subject), but I couldn't because I'm doing a double degree. =( I was supposed to look for another subject to do, but got distracted by other stuff today. I fail. I don't know if I can stand a semester of I&T and proper arts students.
As the keyboard was broken during the seminar, I spent most of it making a comic using pictures I found with Google by copy+pasting letters I could find on the page into the Google search box. I need to do a new subject! T_T
Thursday, 7 August 2008
Sunday, 3 August 2008
Speech Time
I haven't really done a post 21st + 1 and a third yet, mostly because it was the reason I was so emo, but I feel a bit like I should get it all out of my system so it's not just festering in there waiting to build up. Also, thanks to Vidya (I invited Scott, and thought he'd bring you along, I don't have your contact details, although I do have you on facebook now. ^_^) and Darren (we really should catch up sometime, but I'll try to organise something, as you always get stuck with that crappy job. You'll have to forward stuff though, as I don't have some people's contact details) for not showing up. =)
First, I should mention that GP and QCN sang "Still Alive" when we had the cakes out, which was cool (although when GP reminded me of it later, I thought he said "Stayin' Alive" and couldn't remember him singing that at all, which made me wonder if I had had too much to drink that night).
It was also good of Kalg to come along, even though he was staying in Geelong at the time, and I'm glad the WoW people came along, as MrMan5.5 got to meet them (although I once again failed to introduce him to Korsair). Most of my time was spent making brief conversations with people, giving people wrist bands and directing strangers to the party that was in the back room of the bar, which was unfortunate, because it meant I wasn't able to really talk to anyone until later in the night when most people had left.
I got some pretty cool presents including the first two seasons of Stargate SG-1 and a cool pendulum clock. Aunty Helen and Uncle Raymond gave me a book about a ex-teacher turned stalker. How apt. @_@ I also got Guitar Hero for the DS which my sisters are currently playing through, although I predict they will get RSI pretty soon.
For me, the most important part of 21sts is the speeches. It's pretty much the one time in your life where people are going to talk about you, and you'll be alive to hear it (the other time would be at your funeral where you don't even get a chance to defend yourself). I asked a few groups of people to give speeches, Amanda and Anjelica, Sharon and Graham and MrMan5.5 and QCN. I had actually asked the first 4 at the time of my actual 21st to give a speech and they agreed, so I figured they would have something one and a third years later. That turned out not to be the case.
A couple of weeks before my 21st + 1 and a third, I asked MrMan5.5 if he had anything prepared for my speech. He told me that he was going to wing it. I think that's when the entire thing clicked. The six people who know me better than anyone weren't even able to come up with a minute's worth of things to say about me. In the end, MrMan5.5 and QCN gave a speech along the lines of, "Anna is an awesome person, I'm really glad that I met her."
Is my life really so devoid of content that nobody can think of anything to say about me? They say that when you die, you live on in other's people's memories of you, but if that's the case, then I guess when I die, I'm just going to die, because nobody will have any memory of me.
Anyway, I thought that I could write the speech that I had planned to make, but didn't on the night, as soon after finding out nobody had a speech prepared other than me, I found I had lost the celebratory feeling.
Thank you everybody for coming tonight, it means a lot to me that you were able to come - even at such short notice. You might be wondering why I bothered with a 21st even though I'm not 22. I thought about it, and realised that it's very fitting that I celebrate my 22nd rather than my 21st, as so many things in my life have come in 2s.
I went to two different primary schools (St. Mary's Catholic School and Errol St. Primary School), I went to two high schools (if you count the time we were shipped off to Maribyrnong S.C. for half a year after they discovered asbestos in our main school building and had to remove it), and now I'm studying two degrees at university.
I have two incredible parents. My mum who has always put up with everything I've wanted to do and been my personal taxi driver for so many years. Who encouraged me to do so many different things: piano, karate, tennis, swimming, girl guides, chess. Who still makes sure that I go to bed every night, rather than staying all night playing World of Warcraft or watching TV shows. My dad who introduced me to the awesomeness that is The Legend of Zelda series. Who is always happy to sit and watch me play a game, offering suggestions and telling me when I'm being an idiot. Who helped me learn all the different fruits and vegetables I'm required to know for work, and who is always there to provide and endless supply of dad jokes, and problems with the computer that only he manages to find.
I have two awesome brothers (if you count Ric-niisan, my brother in name, rather than blood). Alex, who shared most of my childhood interests - from Samurai Pizza Cats to Power Rangers to Pokémon. Who was always there as someone I could play games with - and even though he was (and still is) always better than me, he gave me something to aim towards. Ric-niisan, who kept me awake in lectures - when he bothered to show up to them. Who helped me with mysterious things in Python that stopped my code from working, and who always reminds me to eat waffles.
Rather than me talking all night, I'm going to let three other groups of two say some hopefully nice stuff about me.
(let my sisters talk)
(let Sharon and Graham talk)
(let QCN and MrMan5.5 talk)
Well, that's how it would have worked out ideally, but oh well. It was nice that TS showed up at least. Plus, now I never have to have another 21st, and if someone is going to poke me into having a 50th, well, let's hope that I'm dead by then, or they are.
First, I should mention that GP and QCN sang "Still Alive" when we had the cakes out, which was cool (although when GP reminded me of it later, I thought he said "Stayin' Alive" and couldn't remember him singing that at all, which made me wonder if I had had too much to drink that night).
It was also good of Kalg to come along, even though he was staying in Geelong at the time, and I'm glad the WoW people came along, as MrMan5.5 got to meet them (although I once again failed to introduce him to Korsair). Most of my time was spent making brief conversations with people, giving people wrist bands and directing strangers to the party that was in the back room of the bar, which was unfortunate, because it meant I wasn't able to really talk to anyone until later in the night when most people had left.
I got some pretty cool presents including the first two seasons of Stargate SG-1 and a cool pendulum clock. Aunty Helen and Uncle Raymond gave me a book about a ex-teacher turned stalker. How apt. @_@ I also got Guitar Hero for the DS which my sisters are currently playing through, although I predict they will get RSI pretty soon.
For me, the most important part of 21sts is the speeches. It's pretty much the one time in your life where people are going to talk about you, and you'll be alive to hear it (the other time would be at your funeral where you don't even get a chance to defend yourself). I asked a few groups of people to give speeches, Amanda and Anjelica, Sharon and Graham and MrMan5.5 and QCN. I had actually asked the first 4 at the time of my actual 21st to give a speech and they agreed, so I figured they would have something one and a third years later. That turned out not to be the case.
A couple of weeks before my 21st + 1 and a third, I asked MrMan5.5 if he had anything prepared for my speech. He told me that he was going to wing it. I think that's when the entire thing clicked. The six people who know me better than anyone weren't even able to come up with a minute's worth of things to say about me. In the end, MrMan5.5 and QCN gave a speech along the lines of, "Anna is an awesome person, I'm really glad that I met her."
Is my life really so devoid of content that nobody can think of anything to say about me? They say that when you die, you live on in other's people's memories of you, but if that's the case, then I guess when I die, I'm just going to die, because nobody will have any memory of me.
Anyway, I thought that I could write the speech that I had planned to make, but didn't on the night, as soon after finding out nobody had a speech prepared other than me, I found I had lost the celebratory feeling.
Thank you everybody for coming tonight, it means a lot to me that you were able to come - even at such short notice. You might be wondering why I bothered with a 21st even though I'm not 22. I thought about it, and realised that it's very fitting that I celebrate my 22nd rather than my 21st, as so many things in my life have come in 2s.
I went to two different primary schools (St. Mary's Catholic School and Errol St. Primary School), I went to two high schools (if you count the time we were shipped off to Maribyrnong S.C. for half a year after they discovered asbestos in our main school building and had to remove it), and now I'm studying two degrees at university.
I have two incredible parents. My mum who has always put up with everything I've wanted to do and been my personal taxi driver for so many years. Who encouraged me to do so many different things: piano, karate, tennis, swimming, girl guides, chess. Who still makes sure that I go to bed every night, rather than staying all night playing World of Warcraft or watching TV shows. My dad who introduced me to the awesomeness that is The Legend of Zelda series. Who is always happy to sit and watch me play a game, offering suggestions and telling me when I'm being an idiot. Who helped me learn all the different fruits and vegetables I'm required to know for work, and who is always there to provide and endless supply of dad jokes, and problems with the computer that only he manages to find.
I have two awesome brothers (if you count Ric-niisan, my brother in name, rather than blood). Alex, who shared most of my childhood interests - from Samurai Pizza Cats to Power Rangers to Pokémon. Who was always there as someone I could play games with - and even though he was (and still is) always better than me, he gave me something to aim towards. Ric-niisan, who kept me awake in lectures - when he bothered to show up to them. Who helped me with mysterious things in Python that stopped my code from working, and who always reminds me to eat waffles.
Rather than me talking all night, I'm going to let three other groups of two say some hopefully nice stuff about me.
(let my sisters talk)
(let Sharon and Graham talk)
(let QCN and MrMan5.5 talk)
Well, that's how it would have worked out ideally, but oh well. It was nice that TS showed up at least. Plus, now I never have to have another 21st, and if someone is going to poke me into having a 50th, well, let's hope that I'm dead by then, or they are.
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
(-7P)Cheesed On
A couple of weeks ago, MrMan5.5 and I were in the supermarket looking for something to make for dinner, and we managed to find some soy cheese (Mini-Chol, I think it's called)- something which I had tried in the past and didn't like because it tasted terrible. We decided to make nachos though, so he suggested we get some anyway, and it wasn't bad. It was even OK to eat on its own, without the salsa and corn chips. I bought more to leave at my house, and tried eating some because I was hungry, but it seems like it's not something you can eat a lot of at once.
Since this isn't something I've had to do very often, what is it that people do with cheese? It's so strange, as before, cheese was everywhere, and there were so many things I couldn't eat just because it came with cheese, but I was looking around in our kitchen for something to eat with cheese, and I couldn't think of anything. =/ We didn't even have an salsa or corn chips, and a game of DotA was about to start, so I didn't have time to go and buy some. T_T
Sorry for the lack of blogs lately, but I figured I had done enough emo blogging for a few months at least, and decided not to blog rather than write more emo blogs. Anyway, if you could leave some suggestions of things to do with cheese using things you're likely to find in an supermarket, it would be greatly appreciated, because this cheese is yummy and I want to eat more of it. :D
Oh, wow, I just looked up mini-chol in Google, and found out it's not as non-dairy as it says it is. Apparently the amount of dairy in it is low enough that they're allowed to declare it "non-dairy", but it isn't necessarily non-dairy, and it's definitely not vegan. I wonder if that's also the case with the pastry that I bought. =/ Either way, I definitely shouldn't be eating that cheese any more, I'm glad my allergic reaction isn't that bad. T_T That really sucks. Although, I've been reading a couple of vegan forums, and the first said there's some cheese called "fasting cheese" that you can get from the Vic Market, so I'm going to look for that next time I'm there.
I wonder if I'm just a vegan who eats meat... I should spend more time looking into vegan stuff.
Since this isn't something I've had to do very often, what is it that people do with cheese? It's so strange, as before, cheese was everywhere, and there were so many things I couldn't eat just because it came with cheese, but I was looking around in our kitchen for something to eat with cheese, and I couldn't think of anything. =/ We didn't even have an salsa or corn chips, and a game of DotA was about to start, so I didn't have time to go and buy some. T_T
Sorry for the lack of blogs lately, but I figured I had done enough emo blogging for a few months at least, and decided not to blog rather than write more emo blogs. Anyway, if you could leave some suggestions of things to do with cheese using things you're likely to find in an supermarket, it would be greatly appreciated, because this cheese is yummy and I want to eat more of it. :D
Oh, wow, I just looked up mini-chol in Google, and found out it's not as non-dairy as it says it is. Apparently the amount of dairy in it is low enough that they're allowed to declare it "non-dairy", but it isn't necessarily non-dairy, and it's definitely not vegan. I wonder if that's also the case with the pastry that I bought. =/ Either way, I definitely shouldn't be eating that cheese any more, I'm glad my allergic reaction isn't that bad. T_T That really sucks. Although, I've been reading a couple of vegan forums, and the first said there's some cheese called "fasting cheese" that you can get from the Vic Market, so I'm going to look for that next time I'm there.
I wonder if I'm just a vegan who eats meat... I should spend more time looking into vegan stuff.
Wednesday, 16 July 2008
Memorabilia
On the train home from Batman: Gotham Knight, the train heading towards my station went past the train heading back towards the city. I was reading a book, and just happened to look up as the train was going by, and it was going so fast that my first thought was that I was going to die (yes, I'm a melodramatic). My second thought was that I was going to die with a DVD from Super Chris with "Hentai Sampler" written on it - which is something I don't want found on me when they dig through the remains and try to work out who I am (no offense, Super Chris) - not because I don't like hentai, but because I don't want that to be one of the things my parents have to pick up from the morgue when they go to get my possessions. Well, I know it'd be all scratched and unwatchable, but I'd bet if the train had crashed, the label on the DVD would have been legible.
For the rest of the ride home, I started to think about the things I wouldn't want found on me when I die:
-anything to do with Big Brother. With the exception of the Joe Schmo Show, which I got hooked on because the "contestant" Matt was so sweet, I hate reality TV with a passion. It's not "reality", and one of the things that makes Ben Elton so awesome (read "Chart Throb" and "Dead Famous" if you haven't already - they're satirical books based on "Big Brother" and "<country> Idol").
-a tennis racquet. Tennis stole my Daniel Jackson!
Actually, now that I think about it, why do I care what I'm found with when I'm dead, because I'll be dead?
I'm so sick of "21st" stuff now. I didn't even want to have a 21st in the first place, but Sharon, Anjelica and Amanda kept telling me to have one, so now I am. My plan for my actual 21st was to go to the supermarket, buy one of those microwave dinners, and eat it while playing WoW. Now it seems I'm going to a bar, mum is yelling at me about everything, people keep calling me when I want to sleep, and I'm seriously wishing the train did crash.
So yeah, if you're undecided about whether you want to come or not, please don't. That can be my birthday present. Thanks.
I really shouldn't post while feeling so emo.
For the rest of the ride home, I started to think about the things I wouldn't want found on me when I die:
-anything to do with Big Brother. With the exception of the Joe Schmo Show, which I got hooked on because the "contestant" Matt was so sweet, I hate reality TV with a passion. It's not "reality", and one of the things that makes Ben Elton so awesome (read "Chart Throb" and "Dead Famous" if you haven't already - they're satirical books based on "Big Brother" and "<country> Idol").
-a tennis racquet. Tennis stole my Daniel Jackson!
Actually, now that I think about it, why do I care what I'm found with when I'm dead, because I'll be dead?
I'm so sick of "21st" stuff now. I didn't even want to have a 21st in the first place, but Sharon, Anjelica and Amanda kept telling me to have one, so now I am. My plan for my actual 21st was to go to the supermarket, buy one of those microwave dinners, and eat it while playing WoW. Now it seems I'm going to a bar, mum is yelling at me about everything, people keep calling me when I want to sleep, and I'm seriously wishing the train did crash.
So yeah, if you're undecided about whether you want to come or not, please don't. That can be my birthday present. Thanks.
I really shouldn't post while feeling so emo.
Sunday, 6 July 2008
(D) Chaser
George Downes: Michael's chasing Kimmy?
Julianne Potter: Yes!
George Downes: You're chasing Michael?
Julianne Potter: YES!
George Downes: Who's chasing you... nobody, get it? There's your answer.
-My Best Friend's Wedding
The whole homewrecker thing came up again today, and I was reminded of how QCN told me she was never really sure how I felt about the guy in question. Since it was so long ago, I think a little back story is needed. I met a guy, there was some drunken (on his part) flirting, I asked him to come and see Hitman at the Moonlight Cinema. He said he'd come, but at the last minute, told QCN to tell me that he couldn't make it for an unknown reason - that reason turned out to be that his girlfriend didn't want him to go. I asked him out to dinner, just as friends, but got stood up as again, his girlfriend intervened.
For the movie thing, I didn't know he had a girlfriend, and so I guess I was asking him out. I wasn't really sure how I felt about him - half of me was thinking of him as another pokémon to add to my collection (gotta catch 'em all), but the other half was thinking maybe he might be a good guy to be with.
So when I asked him out to dinner, I knew he had a girlfriend. I wanted to be friends, but a small part of me also wondered if maybe he'd dump her for me. Though, since he stood me up for her, the answer was pretty obvious. I didn't give up on him because I'm some noble person and saw that he had a girlfriend and was off-limits. Part of the reason was because I was rejected.
I'm a terrible person.
I know.
Julianne Potter: Yes!
George Downes: You're chasing Michael?
Julianne Potter: YES!
George Downes: Who's chasing you... nobody, get it? There's your answer.
-My Best Friend's Wedding
The whole homewrecker thing came up again today, and I was reminded of how QCN told me she was never really sure how I felt about the guy in question. Since it was so long ago, I think a little back story is needed. I met a guy, there was some drunken (on his part) flirting, I asked him to come and see Hitman at the Moonlight Cinema. He said he'd come, but at the last minute, told QCN to tell me that he couldn't make it for an unknown reason - that reason turned out to be that his girlfriend didn't want him to go. I asked him out to dinner, just as friends, but got stood up as again, his girlfriend intervened.
For the movie thing, I didn't know he had a girlfriend, and so I guess I was asking him out. I wasn't really sure how I felt about him - half of me was thinking of him as another pokémon to add to my collection (gotta catch 'em all), but the other half was thinking maybe he might be a good guy to be with.
So when I asked him out to dinner, I knew he had a girlfriend. I wanted to be friends, but a small part of me also wondered if maybe he'd dump her for me. Though, since he stood me up for her, the answer was pretty obvious. I didn't give up on him because I'm some noble person and saw that he had a girlfriend and was off-limits. Part of the reason was because I was rejected.
I'm a terrible person.
I know.
Saturday, 5 July 2008
(D) More Boring Emo Complaining From Me
I don't know why, but I've been so insecure lately. I'm wondering what happened to the self-sufficient Anna who was able to do things without having to rely on other people. Since we started going out, every time I've been a bit sad, I relied on MrMan5.5 to make me feel better, but yesterday I realised he has his own life and things to deal with, and I can't keep doing that. I should really do more stuff on my own rather than being one of those annoying clingy girlfriends who calls their boyfriend every 5 minutes because they practically can't breathe without hearing the sound of his voice. Urgh, please don't ever let me be like that.
Normally, if someone else came to me feeling like this, I'd tell them to go and do whatever it is that cheers them up, but now I'm starting to realise how they feel because at the moment, I'm feeling a bit apathetic. Maybe this is a good thing, as people who have gone through something are better suited to helping someone else, right? Maybe my calling doesn't lie in the software industry, but in the social work industry?
Usually some sort of project helps get my mind off things, and Autofix and I are working on a Warcraft III map at the moment. I've had a little experience with Starcraft maps, and Auto has found some nice trigger templates we can use, so it should be fun once we iron out a few details. Now I just need the motivation to start.
I keep thinking about Jello's advice every time <One> wiped on something and people starting crying about armour repair costs - "Harden the fuck up!" Something to leave for tomorrow. Today, I think I'm going to do what fat people do best, and eat my sorrows away. Copious amounts of junk food awaits me in the kitchen.
Normally, if someone else came to me feeling like this, I'd tell them to go and do whatever it is that cheers them up, but now I'm starting to realise how they feel because at the moment, I'm feeling a bit apathetic. Maybe this is a good thing, as people who have gone through something are better suited to helping someone else, right? Maybe my calling doesn't lie in the software industry, but in the social work industry?
Usually some sort of project helps get my mind off things, and Autofix and I are working on a Warcraft III map at the moment. I've had a little experience with Starcraft maps, and Auto has found some nice trigger templates we can use, so it should be fun once we iron out a few details. Now I just need the motivation to start.
I keep thinking about Jello's advice every time <One> wiped on something and people starting crying about armour repair costs - "Harden the fuck up!" Something to leave for tomorrow. Today, I think I'm going to do what fat people do best, and eat my sorrows away. Copious amounts of junk food awaits me in the kitchen.
Thursday, 3 July 2008
Over And Over
Wow. Let's do that again.
-Donkey, Shrek
While in JB, I overheard a guy telling his brother that he traded in Zelda: Twilight Princess and Medal of Honour on Wii for Super Smash Bros. Brawl. His brother got pissed off, because it turned out both of those games belonged to him, and he didn't want to trade them in for SSBB. The guy's argument was that his brother never played them anymore, so they might as well get a game for free in exchange for the games they weren't going to play rather than let them sit there and collect dust. His brother said that he might want to go back and play Z:TP again.
The whole trade games in for money/other games thing that seems to be appearing in lots of stores makes me a little sad. On one hand, it means I can get second-hand games for a slightly lower price than the original price (*cough* EB giving a $5 discount for pre-owned games *cough*), but it makes me wonder what happened to the days where owning a huge shelf full of games was a source of pride, and looking at games that you had played in the past gave you a sense of nostalgia. I've played through Zelda: A Link To The Past at least 6 times from scratch, and every time I play it, it feels like seeing an old friend that I haven't seen in a while. We have a box full of SNES games that we bring out every now and again, because playing them reminds us of the times when gaming wasn't about, "OMG, look at the graphics, it's so realistic, I can see individual grains of sand on the beach, but oh no, I have nobody to play with and nothing to do in this game because other than awesome graphics, there isn't anything else to this game, and everybody got bored with it within a couple of days, so I'm just going to watchporn anime instead", but gaming was actually about playing games.
When we were at his beach house, MrMan5.5 was playing Super Mario RPG while I worked on my HLT project. He said he has spent hours playing that game, and even though he finished at least 10 times already, he still had fun playing it again. The graphics aren't awesome, but who cares?
Maybe I'm just getting old, but lately, I haven't found many new games all that exciting. I want to play TF2 (mostly because Afoxi has been going on about it for aaaaaaaaaages), but none of the new DS/Wii games has really caught my attention for very long (shhhh, Pulkit, it's not because Nintendo sucks). My most played games now are War3, Guild Wars, Freecell and Tetris. Hardly cutting edge games, but I still manage to get a lot of enjoyment out of them.
My sister and I have been playing Brawl a bit lately, which I starting to bring back that whole playing games for the sake of playing games, rather than just to beat the ultimate boss at the end. We both suck, but it's so much fun, especially watching her be a noob. *ahem*
Anyway, I just wanted to say the whole trading games in thing makes me sad.
Oh, and I can receive SMSes on my phone again! :D
Another oh! Bean is coming to Melbourne! :D x 2
Julian says EB does give a big discount on pre-owned games.
-Donkey, Shrek
While in JB, I overheard a guy telling his brother that he traded in Zelda: Twilight Princess and Medal of Honour on Wii for Super Smash Bros. Brawl. His brother got pissed off, because it turned out both of those games belonged to him, and he didn't want to trade them in for SSBB. The guy's argument was that his brother never played them anymore, so they might as well get a game for free in exchange for the games they weren't going to play rather than let them sit there and collect dust. His brother said that he might want to go back and play Z:TP again.
The whole trade games in for money/other games thing that seems to be appearing in lots of stores makes me a little sad. On one hand, it means I can get second-hand games for a slightly lower price than the original price (*cough* EB giving a $5 discount for pre-owned games *cough*), but it makes me wonder what happened to the days where owning a huge shelf full of games was a source of pride, and looking at games that you had played in the past gave you a sense of nostalgia. I've played through Zelda: A Link To The Past at least 6 times from scratch, and every time I play it, it feels like seeing an old friend that I haven't seen in a while. We have a box full of SNES games that we bring out every now and again, because playing them reminds us of the times when gaming wasn't about, "OMG, look at the graphics, it's so realistic, I can see individual grains of sand on the beach, but oh no, I have nobody to play with and nothing to do in this game because other than awesome graphics, there isn't anything else to this game, and everybody got bored with it within a couple of days, so I'm just going to watch
When we were at his beach house, MrMan5.5 was playing Super Mario RPG while I worked on my HLT project. He said he has spent hours playing that game, and even though he finished at least 10 times already, he still had fun playing it again. The graphics aren't awesome, but who cares? Maybe I'm just getting old, but lately, I haven't found many new games all that exciting. I want to play TF2 (mostly because Afoxi has been going on about it for aaaaaaaaaages), but none of the new DS/Wii games has really caught my attention for very long (shhhh, Pulkit, it's not because Nintendo sucks). My most played games now are War3, Guild Wars, Freecell and Tetris. Hardly cutting edge games, but I still manage to get a lot of enjoyment out of them.
My sister and I have been playing Brawl a bit lately, which I starting to bring back that whole playing games for the sake of playing games, rather than just to beat the ultimate boss at the end. We both suck, but it's so much fun, especially watching her be a noob. *ahem*
Anyway, I just wanted to say the whole trading games in thing makes me sad.
Oh, and I can receive SMSes on my phone again! :D
Another oh! Bean is coming to Melbourne! :D x 2
Julian says EB does give a big discount on pre-owned games.
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