Turn back the clock to April 2009. I was in Devereux and I just bought a brand stinking new game, a first and only, really. I was reading up on the game from Game Informer and being a long-time fan of the series, wanted to check it out and take her for a spin. The title? Grand Theft Auto: Chinatown Wars. It was feature packed for a Nintendo DS game, scratch that, any handheld game at the time that wasn’t made by Nintendo itself. I loved it dearly. Being in a state placement setting I was bullied into sharing it unwillingly to those assholes I called “peers”. I played it day in and day out whenever I had a spare moment, slowing racking the game completion percentage to 100%. I downloaded 2 “DLC” missions and beat them quickly as well. I didn’t cheat the entire time as a personal challenge, but some punk stole it while I was sleeping, and got arrested, in turn losing all my weapons (including a rare katana you can only get in this one mission) my drug stash for the DrugWars minigame, and a pretty big sum of my cash I was saving for that last 1%. I was devastated, and going against my goal, cheated to get as close as I was before. All the while, the program admin and my Children & Youth worker were fighting over the right for me to play the game. The admin had two solid points: 1. I spent a month’s worth of allowance to buy it & 2. My violent activities actually went down while playing the game, causing it to be a coping mechanism. And just when I beat the game, the CYS worker, who finally won the match against the program admin, got my game, and gave it to my family. She said when I got out of care, I could have it back. Well, my mother and sister played hot potato with it and when I got out of care briefly in 2010, the game was MIA to my disappointment. Fast forward to today, in August 2014. My sister found the game this Tuesday after half a decade later in my Mom’s room, much to my enjoyment. I was elated with happiness. I began anew with the save file, for one reason being I forgot some story plots, and another being to beat without the use of cheat codes. I am feeling good.
Tag: family
Babysitting Duty Calls
This, I guess is my test of babysitting, I woke up, with Ryan, already up, and Alyssa woke up the same time as me. I went into the kitchen, past the kitchen, and into the kitchen hallway of my sisters house, and found Jenn sleeping, Dan, too. So here I am, babysitting, half-awake as usual.
Tap Dancing to the music!
My mom bought Happy Feet on DVD when it came out that bundled with a Happy Feet Video Game Demo. I haven’t played it yet because I was play World of Warcraft, boy, was it fun. I am watching it now, eating Pizza Bites, laughing.
Note to readers:
I won’t blog until someone does at least one comment; that does not include you Jenn!
NOOOOOO!!!!!!
When I went to my sister’s today with my bike, I used the front brake when my friend said not to, well, I know why now, the freakin’ front wheel popped off while I was avoiding thorn bushes, well, I guess you know it, the rest of the bike and I flung back into the painful thorn bushes. I bet you thought it I really got hurt and all, but GUESS WHAT! I only had a few scratches like when I got hit by a car with a children’s wagon and flipped over with a goose egg on my elbow. Well, I FINALLY got to my sister’s and I flew down a hill like a breeze, and my sister asked to get the mail. My ears were freezin’ that day, but, I did it because it was the right thing to do even though it was HER mail. I got to the mailbox which was on the side of the road of HIGHWAY 272!!!! Man, if I missed the back tire breaks, I would have been roadkill! I went inside to play Gamecube, well, THE VIDEO PART OF IT WAS BROKEN!!!!!! Now, I am typing this, feeling bored, and hope to get some good comments and similar problems in it. Boy, what a bad day…..
Yuck! Water Food!
After we went to CVS, ate at Applebee’s last night, went to Pet(’s or -S)Mart, we finally got home after 4 hours (4:00-8:00 P.M.), I ate the last of the nachos, which were soggy, easily rippable, nachos that I did not know about until I put them into my big, non-stop talking mouth. I bet you will think that is gross too. Today, I went to BK, ate, went to Weis, got some goodies, then went to my sister to relax and now I’m typing this. Tommorow, I will go to BK and get a King Bobblehead. Man, the King looks like my friend who seriously needs help. My mom is his former ex-wife, and is helping him escape from druglords.