Yay for writing my obligatory monthly journal entry, and what better time to do it before Halloween on midnight? Not that it'll give me any extra insight or profoundness into my view on life and my point of view. I guess I'm just trying to feel special when I'm not. And I don't feel it. But I do it anyway. Just like how I type incoherent sentence fragments. Makes me think I feel special. Like a unique and beautif...aw hell, let's end that.
Strangely, this year we aren't giving out candied delights and crunchy treats. I guess my parents have had enough, but at least my mom brought some goodies to the annual Halloween party they attend. Also out of place was how the Toronto District School Board made some changes on how this eerie day is viewed. According to this article, it's now referred to as Black and Orange Day. Why now, after all this time? Surely political correctness doesn't have to intervene with a day where kids get candy and have half an excuse to revel in chaotic egg tossing behaviour? Well, the article and comments already say what I'm thinking, and then some.
Time flys by when you're doing jack shit. I would know, heh. But at least I'm getting lots of piano practice. Although structured education on music theory and professional guidance would help greatly, I feel like I'm getting a little better. Playing a stream of eighth notes on the left handed bass clef, for example, was tricky but I seem to be able to pull it off somewhat decently. I'm not really studying 'properly' though. I'm trying to play game songs from a combination of ear and MIDI to sheet music conversions. Right now, I've got the Hometown of the Hero theme from Dragon Quest/Warrior 4 down, and I'm working on the Lufia town song and Cannonball from Megaman Zero 3.
After putting it off for so long out of fear and disinterest, I finally completed my 10 hours of practical driving lessons. I guess I'm a below average driver right now. I still fuck up turning (maybe I should learn push-pull) and turning in traffic is even worse. I won't be getting that G2 license anytime soon, but whatever. As long as I don't have it, no one can ask me to pick them up or anything. Even if driving's an essential skill for urban life, it only makes me appreciate mass transporation more so.
When it comes to gaming, I keep hitting plateaus early and can't seem to get any higher. One thing I keep asking myself is "do I want it that bad?" If I answer yes, does it show? When someone else wants to get somewhere out of their reach and is willing to risk everything necessary, it will definitely show. I'm afraid I'll never have that feeling, though. I know I lack passion, and that shows.
STGT 2008 is over. It looks like I made 21st place, and my team made 17th overall. Not bad, I guess. I tried to give it my all, and maybe until the 3rd week I put in as much time as I could. I slightly lost focus during the 4th week, and finally by the 5th I gave up (and played Mother 3/Earthbound 2 to boot!). Damn Cave game and its complex scoring system. On the 3rd week though, I put in 30 hours. I'm pretty sure I wanted to kick ass that week, but I only made less than 4 million on Rayforce, 10th place. I'm sure that 'dedication' wasn't noticed over the internet, but I can't say for sure whether I REALLY wanted it deep inside...
I'm still into Soulcalibur 4, haven't given up. But I sure as hell suck, placing last in 3 out of 4 local tournaments. There's another coming up this week, a team and singles tourney. I know I definitely don't want to be at the bottom, and I know that perhaps the top is simply out of my grasp. But how much am I going to do just to stay in the middle? Will I memorize frame data? Pick up a higher tiered character? Or am I content enough to just let go and stay at the bottom, like I did with STGT? Hell if I can figure it out now, but maybe I can get the answer during the next tourney. Although everything feels like a blur when it's my turn to play a match, that's probably the best time to learn and figure out an answer.
Friday, October 31, 2008
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