Dear die-ary.
Serious rant
Sometimes, just sometimes, I feel like I'm trapped inside of my own mind. My obsessive nature drives me to putting all of my attention into one single thing, be it an activity, a person, etc.
The thing is, once I do that, my reason to live, to get up everyday and to do whatever it is that I do during the day, becomes nothing but 'Stuff I do until I can do X' where X is the current subject of my obsession. If subject X becomes unavailable for a certain period of time, then I start to lose motivation, feel lazy, don't really want to do anything.
To put it in simpler and slightly less creepy words, it's like whatever subject X is at the time, it's a source of energy to me. The longer I go without it, the more I start to feel sluggish, tired and slow. But once I get another dose, it's like a voltage going through my veins, starting me up again, making life fun and worth living again.
As much as I'd like 'not' to be like this, it's something that I simply cannot help, I've ALWAYS had this kind of attitude, and no matter what I do, I always will.
Videogames
I have been playing 'that fucking game' again and actually making some steady amount of progress in it. That fucking game being Tecmo's secret of the stars on SNES. Awful AWFUL game, but I simply must beat it, just so that I can say I did. Like someone somewhere will be impressed that I beat one of the worst RPGs on the SNES. What are the chances of that happening huh?
Also, bought Splatterhouse on the PS3 on a bit of an impulse. I was always a huge fan of the
Splatterhouse series, and I had been waiting for this one to drop within a reasonable price range before I got it. 20 bucks seemed like a decent enough price, especially since the game includes the first 3 games in full on the disc, which is worth the purchase alone.