A grim realization 08 May 08
I wasn’t allowed to play video games while growing up, and as a result when I moved out I purchased everything in sight. Dreamcast, GBA, DS, PS2, Wii, PC games…there’s a stockpile worth more than some small African nations. It’s sick, really.
Yet to this date I have hardly ever beat a handful of those games, let alone play them for more than a few hours at a time. They’re not bad games either, and I’m no horrible gamer. I’ve blamed school and work for taking my free time away, but now that school’s over I haven’t even cracked open a game case yet. The only thing I play on a consistent basis is Eastside Hockey Manager, and that hardly qualifies as a game. More like a spreadsheet you fool around with. Then there’s Pokemon, but it’s just something I play with for a few minutes when I’m bored. I haven’t even beaten a kid’s game.
Thus, I think I’ve come to the realization that I’m just not that into video games. Despite my intentions on amassing a nice collection and hoping to spend hours enjoying it, it just never happened.
This ClashBang.com article was written by Chris Chu. Tired of privately venting his frustration in vain, Chris decided to share his discontent with the rest of the world.
oh darling, i beg to differ.
if you didn’t have me, i am 100% positive you would have been featured on dr. phil.