So. This is a blog. MY blog. My very first blog, in fact! Being the organized, calculative (and OCD!) person that I am, I spent a few hours reading up on "how to write your first blog post". After reading several very drab - and pretty much identical - posts on the topic, I realized something quite obvious... spending all that time to figure out HOW to write this first post is not going to put words on the page for me. So strap in and hold on tight, this may be a bumpy ride!
I think the best way to introduce myself into the gaming-blogging community is to share what gaming means to me. I will tell you how I got hooked and what keeps me playing. Prepare yourself for a lot of Mario references! :D
I have been into video games since I was old enough to understand what they are. I remember fiddling around with my father's atari with my siblings in the basement. I remember an awesome babysitter than brought his NES and copy of Super Mario Brothers over each time he had to watch us. I also remember kicking my friend's butt at Mario Kart 64 when I was in elementary school. It wasn't until I was 12 years old when my parents invested in a computer. I would sneak onto it in the middle of the night to play games. I loved every second of it. Well, up until my mom would catch me and give me a swift kick down the hallway to my bedroom. Literally. Ouch.
Maybe its the same for you. Perhaps for every gamer. Or not. But for me, games are an escape from reality. A way to feel some level of control. To forget about the real troubles in my life and feel a sense of accomplishment by overcoming obstacles in-game. One of the few exceptions being LFR, of course. I'd rather deal with reality!
I won't go into the gory details. I won't give a dialogue on the joke that is my childhood. But I will say this:
I'm a Goomba and the obstacles in my life are Mario.
I know, I know. It's a completely cheesy and outlandishly nerdy metaphor. But it's what keeps me going on the extra rough days. I got a tattoo of a goomba on my ankle as a constant reminder of this metaphor that I live by. You're probably wondering what the heck I'm going on about. "Goomba? How is that relevant?" Let me explain...
If you've ever played a Mario game you will know what a goomba is. (Well, except Super Mario 2 'cause it wasn't intended to be an actual Mario game... but I won't go there right now). ANYWAYS. Goombas are those incredibly squishy, easy to kill mushroom-shaped guys. They keep coming and coming no matter how many times you jump on them or how often they walk off cliffs... there are always more, right? Well, I consider myself a Goomba. Yep, I think of myself as vulnerable, weak, easy to push aside. But despite those traits, I will always keep coming. No matter how many times I am squished by Mario (aka life) I will always come waddling back for more. To me, goombas represent perseverance.
“The
Goombas have lost...Again?! Is this our destiny?! To be trampled by
oppressive feet for all eternity? No, we will definitely triumph next
time! The Goombas' fate is not defeat, but perseverance!”
—Goomboss, Super Mario 64 DS
This is my first attempt at blogging. I have been wanting to write for a long time but never had the courage to speak up and share my views. Today I am changing that. With this blog I am taking a large step forward and upgrading myself to one of those badass winged goombas. I will become unstoppable. (And extra annoying, apparently... because those buggers are super frustrating!)
So, what does gaming mean to you? What got you hooked and what drives you to continue playing?
FIRST!!!!
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