This week I declare it is No Gaming Week!
In the previous post I mentioned that I bought the game Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. I've been dwelling on the idea of spending $75 on a CD game. I finally succumb to its allure, bought it last week and I've been playing ever since!
Just a tad too much though. I find myself delaying meal times and other things I have to do to spend a bit more time shooting down opponents on the screen. Sometimes when I get home, it's to switch on my laptop, log on to Steam and get playing straight away.
My dad has been keeping quiet about it, but I remember I had a similar gaming addiction to Defense of the Ancients about two years back. Man, that was really bad. I practically spend every two hours at night after dinner for several months watching the Nightelves, Undead, Orcs and Humans beat the crap out of each other.
One day my dad had it, pulled me to one side and gave me a dressing down. To call it a dressing down is to put it lightly. He basically used every damn thing in his arsenal to break me down and I thought then, holy crap, I'll stop gaming for good.
Well, I did started to play again after that, but at reasonable amounts of about one or two games a week, as opposed to every single moment when my dad has his back turned.
Now I'm not an avid gamer. I'm really not. A fella addicted to gaming skips school and
social events just to play games. They don't exercise, they stare at the computer for hours and never tire, and they rabble on incessantly about how many levels they gained online.
Lucky for me I'm not. Simply because I can't even concentrate on playing for more than two hours at a go (my eyes get tired from watching flashing images after longer periods).
But when you only have two to three hours at home each day after school, camp life, or work, and you spend those away in the virtual world and neglect your other commitments, it's hardly worth it.
I did a bit of reflection this morning during my usual cup of quiet coffee, and I conclude that holding onto my trusty SCAR-H rifle in the world of Modern Warfare is taking up too much of my precious time. Maybe it's time to set those smokin' guns down, and pick up those unread books I have instead.
SO EVERYONE, I SHALL NOT GAME THIS WEEK. WATCH ME!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
The Post which is Bang
Long time no see Internet!
Well for the past weeks, you would have seen or heard me boastfully proclaim that this weekend would be my last week at Starhub after three and a half month tenure. The pay's decent, the work's simple, but the learning experience is limited and the hours are deadly.
This goes to show that even the best of us must swallow our words from time to time. For those who don't know yet, I've done an amazing U-turn to extend my employment for another month.
It may seem a little absurd, or even hypocritical, that I have decided to continue work at a job which I continue to lambast every now and then for its sheer amount of hours of mind-numbing work.
The last time I spoke to Sean, I dubbed it "digital age hard labour". Yes, I know this sounds snotty and a little disrespectful to my colleagues, but the combination of facing a computer for ten hours a day, for five months, right after National Service, isn't the best preparation for a challenging university life ahead.
After much consideration and advice from my parents (read: nagging from my mom), I thought it would be more prudent to continue working for the time being.
And the four simple equations I've learnt in my brief flirtation of leaving work is:
A) Shitty Job > No Job
B) Shitty Job > Shittier Jobs out there
C) Slog hard at Shitty Job = Money
D) Money = :D
There were a few other ironies that came with the end of this saga. I've managed to keep my plans of leaving really really quiet. I wanted my supposed last day of work to be dignified, quiet and no frills. Funny enough, when the word got out that I've decided to extend, people started to hear about it and asked me why I wanted to leave (when I already said I'm staying).
And the very last cruel joke played by Karma Police would be that, shortly after I told my boss I'm staying on, he told me that a big bunch of my closer friends in Starhub will be leaving the company, ON THE VERY SAME WEEK AS I WANTED TO LEAVE.
Owned.
On a totally random note, to give myself a well deserved present (I'm really not ashamed to say that, haha) I bought myself Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2!
Not that this game is brand new, but I've been yapping about how much I love it and how badly I want to buy it. I had a mini orgasm when I picked it up on the shelf and paid for it. I'm playing it on my free days and getting a real kick out of it. Hooah! :D
Alright gotta get back to work. I was drafting this post during those killer PM shifts at work. I hope my boss doesn't read this.
Well for the past weeks, you would have seen or heard me boastfully proclaim that this weekend would be my last week at Starhub after three and a half month tenure. The pay's decent, the work's simple, but the learning experience is limited and the hours are deadly.
This goes to show that even the best of us must swallow our words from time to time. For those who don't know yet, I've done an amazing U-turn to extend my employment for another month.
It may seem a little absurd, or even hypocritical, that I have decided to continue work at a job which I continue to lambast every now and then for its sheer amount of hours of mind-numbing work.
The last time I spoke to Sean, I dubbed it "digital age hard labour". Yes, I know this sounds snotty and a little disrespectful to my colleagues, but the combination of facing a computer for ten hours a day, for five months, right after National Service, isn't the best preparation for a challenging university life ahead.
After much consideration and advice from my parents (read: nagging from my mom), I thought it would be more prudent to continue working for the time being.
And the four simple equations I've learnt in my brief flirtation of leaving work is:
A) Shitty Job > No Job
B) Shitty Job > Shittier Jobs out there
C) Slog hard at Shitty Job = Money
D) Money = :D
There were a few other ironies that came with the end of this saga. I've managed to keep my plans of leaving really really quiet. I wanted my supposed last day of work to be dignified, quiet and no frills. Funny enough, when the word got out that I've decided to extend, people started to hear about it and asked me why I wanted to leave (when I already said I'm staying).
And the very last cruel joke played by Karma Police would be that, shortly after I told my boss I'm staying on, he told me that a big bunch of my closer friends in Starhub will be leaving the company, ON THE VERY SAME WEEK AS I WANTED TO LEAVE.
Owned.
On a totally random note, to give myself a well deserved present (I'm really not ashamed to say that, haha) I bought myself Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2!
Not that this game is brand new, but I've been yapping about how much I love it and how badly I want to buy it. I had a mini orgasm when I picked it up on the shelf and paid for it. I'm playing it on my free days and getting a real kick out of it. Hooah! :D
Alright gotta get back to work. I was drafting this post during those killer PM shifts at work. I hope my boss doesn't read this.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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