Break

Game Review

Before you jump to any conclusions, you should know that this is not a game review. It's just the title for a new topic. Hopefully I'll be getting one up relatively soon, but that's why I decided to write this little bit before hitting the solid material.

To be frank, I have not played any games that have caught my eye. Lately my days consist of me talking to people on social media, listening to music, cramming for chemistry tests, and playing a FPS and a rhythm game. Of course the FPS and rhythm game aren't... right for a game review here, so don't worry, there will be no terribad review.

The next few days I'll continue my search for a worthwhile game. Until then, just hold onto your seats.

Finally Break.

The last period of the last day before break hits us is funny. Everybody is buzzing with the excitement of the winter holidays and (of course) the absence of responsibility soon to come. Gifts are being thrown at friends, and the air has a tingly feel to it. There is the lingering smell of pancakes coming from Gibney's room and everybody is just taking the last day off. Grade 10 students sigh relief as they realize that they get more time for their upcoming Provincials. Everybody (except of course for grade eights) is looking forward to the new year and the end of semester. The pancake lunch decorations are still hanging up, some now drooping. Chemistry carols are being sung in chem class.

I like it.

For the next while or so I'll just be majorly slacking off. After the Christmas party passes by, I'll give myself another day or two to get prepared and start working on my chem (we essentially have to learn the solubility unit by ourselves over break). Provincials are coming up. I have my Math Provincial relatively soon, but I think I've said that I'm not really spending too many resources on that. The few days after break will be really tough.

Her.

There are four of them. I wonder if they still read this. I wonder if they ever did. Maybe.

I know the first one is off having a very nice time where she is. She and I have fallen out of contact, regardless of what either of us want to believe. I don't think there's anything to say here. This is done.

The second one I'm not done with though. I think that I didn't do everything right, including the end. A lot of the time when I hear about her there's usually something negative around her. I wonder if her high school has changed her. Maybe if I had gone then I could have helped.

Number three. I don't know what to think about this one. It was so real for that period of time. And then it just fell apart because of my mistake. I feel sorry because there's a lot going on with number three. I feel sorry because it was me who did the wrong thing and I was the one to drag her into it.

The latest one. Ever since her I've just been rolling by myself. This one represents change. We had a really nice friendship and I messed it up. I regret this one and wish that it never happened. It really just ruined everything. Up to now. Everything would be different.

All of them mean something. The first one: moving on. She's gone and she doesn't need me. It hurts because she used to be a part of my life, but now she isn't. I'm done with it. She's done with it. The second one: cause and affect. I keep on thinking that I can change something in her life. That if I had kept it going, then maybe she wouldn't be so bad off. The third one: stupidness. I rushed into it. I caused everything to fall apart. I set us up with good intentions. A weak foundation. It was all my fault. The fourth one: regret. I regret everything with this one. I wish it never happened. It perpetually messed our friendship up.

Well that was kind of stupid. I'll probably regret it later. Or not. I don't know. I don't mean anything hurtful. I liked all four genuinely. These are just my thoughts in retrospect.

That's It.

I am done for this post. There is absolutely nothing else to spill, and even if there was, I would've stopped here since I'm somewhat tired and you probably are after reading that giant page of text. Sorry for keeping you here reading my attempt at something that has meaning to it. It's a pathetic attempt.

Because I promised somebody that I was this number today, I will say it. I said I was an 8 and I'm obligated to stand by it. Thanks for reading.

"Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open." - John Barrymore