Surprise! And 3 more Pieces of Heart

Surprise! Did you miss me?! I hope so!

So I found a good use for this bliggity bloggity blog of mine. Not only does it get to be a log of me and my video game pleasures, it's also going to be the home for my Sims 3 Story/Challenge.

What do I mean by challenge? Well, as a fun thing to do with The Sims, because, let's face it, after so long, you get bored of watching your Sims go to work everyday. So the gaming community presents challenges to keep us Simmers occupied.

My challenge? The 100-Baby challenge. It's very much possible to do in Sims-world. So far I believe I'm at...17? so...i'm 17% done. A lot of the fun I've been having is dealing with the mulitple love triangles, and just the oddities of life.

I had nothing to do with this shot. This is all my Sims. My Sim in question, Roxanne, was pregnant during a birthday party for her second set of triplets (she looks amazing for having had so many kids), and her water broke. And when Mom's water breaks, everyone freaks out. It just so happened that this occured at two big life moments. It's also the funniest thing that's ever occured to me while playing, so I'm glad I've got a record of it. Seriously, Carl's face is hilarious.

 

So, yes. In a few days, expect a new tab and a new page and a new adventure!

 

Speaking of adventures, I dusted off Skyward Sword today, and began setting out after my 4 missing pieces of heart (by the end of the game, which I'm very close to, you need to have 20 hearts. I've only got 19). Three of the pieces in question are only attainable by winning mini-games *groan of disgust* while the fourth is a piece in a dungeon I completely overlooked. Thank heavens for the internet, otherwise I would have been trapsing all over Hyrule (or whatever it's called) for hours checking all the dungeons again.

 

As another adventure note, I also started playing New Super Mario Bros Wii, so now I'm rockin' the Mushroom Kingdom as well. Except they make those Star Coins so freakin' hard to find! I've found a few...but I'm about to venture into unknown territory. At least I learned how to save my stupid game...had to start all over on my adventure because I didn't save properly. Who makes a game where your save spots are only at the mini-bosses?! What the heck, Nintendo?

One Last Post?

Since my classes are ending, that means the reason I need to update this blog is also ending. But part of me doesn't want to give up on this. I've had a lot of fun geeking out to no one in particular, and I've been keeping an eye on my writing, watching it improve (or at least, what I consider to be an improvment). I've slowly gotten more comfortable sharing my doodles with the internet, and I hope that I'll become a better artist and be able to webcomic with the big boys.

For now, though, I just need to decide what to do with this blog...do I keep it? Scrap it? I'm not really sure at the moment.

For any of my readers out there (I know you're out there!) what do you think?

Save and Quit?                               Continue?

Are you sure you want to quit?

Yes!                           No!

Never doing that again

So last night I pulled my first real "all-nighter" to finish a project for a class. At around 6 this morning, i decided to sleep for an hour to somewhat offset my tiredness. Yeah, no, I woke up at 9:36. My class starts at 9:30. I live 10 minutes(ish) from campus. and I still had to get ready.

I've often wondered how video game people can just run around all over their world and never get tired. The only time Mario sleeps is if you leave him alone long enough. Link just shuffles around and stretches, Sora doesn't even have an idle animation, I don't think. Yet these guys go MONTHS without sleeping (except in Skyward Sword. It's hilarious where Link can sleep in that game) or any type of rest. They run everywhere, and they never stop for a break.

I can barely function on a lack of sleep, and these guys haven't slept in forever. Whatever, I gotta go get some sleep. Nap time.

Dear Dad

Dear Dad, I know you worry about me and my fandoms. And I can understand why. After all, I don't want to lose my grip on my sanity either. But the problem is, Dad, is that I owe all these people something.

In high school, I owed my life to video games. They saved me from finding other, more destructive forms of escape. I hid how hard I was hurting from you and Mom pretty well. But I was desperate, Dad. Desperate for someone, anyone, to care about me. So that's why they're a permanent part of me now, better than a scar, but less than a tattoo. Which I don't want anyways. So I owe them the adventures we went on together, and I need to share them with the world.

Ponies came to me when my own friendships were suffering. I learned what my friendships should be, and seeing how drastically wrong they were at the time. Ponies brought me a friend, one that is irreplacable, and I owe them the same Loyalty they emphasize in the show. Ponies have been a beacon I can turn to when my times get dark. I can't tell you how many times Smile has made my crappy day just a little bit better.

Lindsey came to me last year, and in that year, she has become a huge inspiration to me, for me. She emulates so many positive qualities that we share...and I think about how I'm not sharing them. How I'm too worried that others won't like what I have to offer. How daring she is, how willing to take risks she is. Something I know I need to do more of. The funk I got in over the summer was helped a little by her music, but I needed to meet her, to watch her live, to hear her play, just for me, to snap me out of that funk. She gave me back my motivation. Who knows where I could have ended up if I hadn't seen her? I know I'd be living with the regret that I missed the chance to see her live. I owe her something, Dad. I have to pay her back for what she did for me. She saved me.

Dad, you may not understand how I feel about all my fandoms. And that's okay. You don't have to. But I do want you to understand that I owe all these people, real and fake, something, because they saved my life. They brought me out the darkness. They have kept me from straying further into it, into a place where I might not be the same person anymore. I consider all these people my friends, even if they're not real. While you may not have been there, they were there during those times when I felt alone. They provided a safe place where I didn't have to deal with Mom potentially dying. I could be myself. And that was the greatest gift I was given by them.

And I'm going to forever be indebited to them for saving my life. But I'm okay with that debt. It's high time I started paying it back. Without all these people, Dad, you wouldn't have...me.