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Smash Apprentice
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Here is a sad sad tale of how one particular game led to the reveal of my own recognition of my gamer identity.
Part 1 - Introduction
It's 03' and I am in the 7th grade. I smell the horrific (forgettable only by preference) scent of puberty's sweaty armpit as I am caught in it's overwhelming chokehold. I am no match for the blissbreaking factor that forces me out into the cold aybss that is reality, and my part in it.It is as if I had unknowingly swallowed the red pill and woke up naked in the gooey ectoplasm. Much to my distaste I am the most self aware, noteably of my underdeveloped being (what I time to obtain this awareness!) and I put my self at the center of all relevant matters; enter insecurity, desesitizement, and overload. Like a captured stallion in need breaking, the adolescent mind is informed that his / her selfish manner is unacceptable; enter agnst, anxiety, and a certian level of confusion. Be it not enough that we teenager are given the burden of doing our own thinking, we must also inherit the impossible quest of being considerate? Sheer Madness! Enter pride,defensiveness, a misgided sense of authority, and fear.
Be you tickled, disgusted, or exoerience any emotion in between- Part 2 is coming soon.
Here is a sad sad tale of how one particular game led to the reveal of my own recognition of my gamer identity.
Part 1 - Introduction
It's 03' and I am in the 7th grade. I smell the horrific (forgettable only by preference) scent of puberty's sweaty armpit as I am caught in it's overwhelming chokehold. I am no match for the blissbreaking factor that forces me out into the cold aybss that is reality, and my part in it.It is as if I had unknowingly swallowed the red pill and woke up naked in the gooey ectoplasm. Much to my distaste I am the most self aware, noteably of my underdeveloped being (what I time to obtain this awareness!) and I put my self at the center of all relevant matters; enter insecurity, desesitizement, and overload. Like a captured stallion in need breaking, the adolescent mind is informed that his / her selfish manner is unacceptable; enter agnst, anxiety, and a certian level of confusion. Be it not enough that we teenager are given the burden of doing our own thinking, we must also inherit the impossible quest of being considerate? Sheer Madness! Enter pride,defensiveness, a misgided sense of authority, and fear.
Be you tickled, disgusted, or exoerience any emotion in between- Part 2 is coming soon.