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A journey, yeah that's what I'll call it.
14 years ago
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I still have a long way to go. Though, that's what life is, a long winding road. Even if one thinks it has an end, you keep going.
I'm going to miss the past, and I fear the future. But right now the present is something I'm grateful for.
So this closes a chapter of my life. A chapter I will not forget, but now I have a new book I'm willing to read.
To the chosen few who understands this, to the chosen few who understand "me". Thank you, thank you for this wonderful journey. May we continue it, and walk these roads, these separate, scary, ugly roads. Let us plant seeds of hope and of courage along the way and let us face these fears together.
I have to keep going, even if it looks dim. I have to.
Something random that came to my head.
Yet it felt like these words were meant to be said.
I have this crazy dream. I want to own my own gaming store. Something that makes people want to come in and play a game. If any of you have seen Card Fight Vanguard, Yu-gi-oh or any show dealing with card stores. That's what I want. Crazy, right?
I want to revolutionize the industry, business, whatever it's called. I want to teach games, to have people find an escape from reality. Something that I do quite a lot these days. I think some people would call it cowardice; maybe they're right. Though it's because of these games, that I can do so much. Communicating. I was good at it, but because of games, I met some pretty amazing people...and a lot of assholes...A LOT of them.
The first game I remember playing that was social was Poke' mon the card game. It is now known as the Poke' mon TCG (Trading card game). It was one of the most popular games during my childhood. My mom didn't spoil me, like some of the kids in my class, so I worked hard to get a deck, namely getting grades above a D in math...Yes I sucked that badly at math...still do. (Letters and numbers do not MIX!) I also had to do a bit more chores if I remember correctly.
Needless to say. I got a deck (apparently my mom found a coupon for them xD I don't see those as much). As I was about to start bring my cards to school, they banned Poke' manz due to an incident involving a child. I was absolutely irked. Went through all that and I couldn't play...not like I knew how to play. That rule book was confusing, for me at least.
A week or so after the neighbors kids wanted to play with me. During that time, I didn't get out of my house much. The only kid that was my friend at the time lived a few towns away, so I couldn't see him a lot. Well I jumped at the chance to play with other kids (God I was eager as a child). Needless to say, I had forgotten my cards in this heavy plastic case, while myself and another kid went for a walk. I left the case with an older sibling. when we had come back my cards were scattered on the lawn. Apparently a strong gust of "wind" opened my case causing it to open and "spill" my cards out. I was afraid to tell my mom. Reluctantly I told her. My mom was irritated, not at me, but the situation. The next day my mom had bought me two new decks, but in the end I only had my one friend to play with. It was rare that we did too.
This situation taught me something, people can be assholes. Well not just this situation at the time, but it helped...a lot. I did start taking care of my property more and never left anything out of my eyesight. Well there were a few times, but not like the above incident.
I still had some of my stuff stolen, been jumped and been ripped-off afterwards as I got older. Though I kind of expected it, (not the whole being jumped thing). But because of what had happened, I knew that I couldn't always prevent these things.
Well as I got older, not many people played poke' mon any more, well the card game at least. So I delved into video games. The usual stuff. Poke' mon, random games that I could find for my super nintendo. One game I was always playing was Legend of Zelda, A link to the Past and Super Mario RPG.
I always liked Zelda ( Link, but at the time I thought the dude in green was Zelda). The reason I liked him was because of his sword. Something that I was dabbling in. Weird right, a kid practicing with swords ( A wooden one, but hey, I was proud of it.) Link (or Zelda at the time) fought Knights, weird enemy's, and saved the Princess. A hero. Someone who was wanted. During my younger years, that's what I wanted (still a bit now) I wanted to be a hero, (Who doesn't at points; I know there a few who don't). So I practiced more, not that it did much for me.
Well anyway, I'm ranting. Back to the point.
When I entered Jr. High school. The more popular trading card game was Yu-gi-oh. Something that drained my wallet as a kid. Though because of this game, I started leaving my house more. Why you ask? A collectable store in the mall started running tournaments. I was excited ( I guess that's how I am with most games). I was always good at the game in school, tournaments should be the same way, right? Nope, I was wrong. I lost consecutively in almost every match (albeit a few). Quite discouraging to someone who thought they were "good". Especially being beaten by snobby people who would insult you for losing. There were a few people who were kind though. A few of the older kids, who at the time had "money" in my eyes (they had a lot of cards). Helped build me a deck. Looking at it now, I did trade a lot to them, might have been ripped off, but I'm staying positive. They helped me. I started winning more, not by a lot. Though it wasn't an overwhelming defeat either.
Quickly I grew bored of the game. Many of the kids in my grade didn't want to play or were embarrassed to be seen with me. Though there were kids who were interested in buying cards with me. Thus the chapter of card dealing begins. I had sold my old Poke' mon cards and majority of my Yu-gi-oh cards to a few kids. I made close to about $400 dollars at the time, it's a rough estimate.
This caused me to research the card values more. To this day I deal cards (when I have the money/ product of course).
Now once I was done with that. I started watching anime (heavily/ obsessively) One of the shows I stayed up late to watch and couldn't get enough of was .Hack// Sign. I could relate to tsukasa, a lonely kid playing a game. At the time I didn't realize how deep the plot was (As I got older though; I could write a small novel describing it). Yep I was that obsessive. Also there was a card game to this, never was able to get into though (didn't have the money at the time).
But I saved up for the Ps2 game, and delved deeper into its roots. (haha a pun. If you love .hack// you'll get it). It was my first rpg that I could remember level grinding (this game forced you...keys....vegi's for grunty....weapons....gah all of it made you grind!) But I enjoyed it, I loved it. I would stay up till I could beat the last boss of the first game (I cheated...I used a game guide...not something I'm proud of. (I don't mean to offend anyone who uses guides. I'm just not a fan)
Well after getting drained...another pun! I didn't continue. That and I didn't own the second game >.> I also raged quit the game numerous times (due to the fact I tried not to level grind... That will teach me to think I don't need to do that >.>.)
Well I'm ranting too much.
I'm going to end my little past speech here for now.
Point is. I've wanted to run my own game store for a long time and well be a game designer. (that is a story all into itself)
I'm absolutely terrified. Though I used write up business plans and stuff (took classes when I was younger too. Young entrepreneur classes for jr. high/ high school students.) But now when I want to actually make it a reality...I freeze up. I have the skills, the knowledge. Yet I lack the battle cry to push myself forward into organizing my ideas onto paper.
I'm afraid that it will fail. It's a common fear, but still.
For once, I would like to d something big, something that isn't going to blow up in my face. I just wish I knew what to do.
One of the random thoughts was to involve some of my friends and a customer I know well. And make this foolish dream of mine a reality...though it's that a dream.
I've ranted long enough. To whomever read this, thank you. You have the patience of a saint...and tolerance of my poor grammar. If I had cookies, you would get them.
To my friends, to those who have given me love and support. To those who have smacked me in the head to lower my ego (because yes I do need that) You're awesome. I love you all and I still wish I was a better friend to you all.
I might need those slaps again in the future (maybe sooner, who knows)
Again, thank you.
I might also update this more, if I remember. It's good to write some of this down. Might make it into a story @,@
I'm going to miss the past, and I fear the future. But right now the present is something I'm grateful for.
So this closes a chapter of my life. A chapter I will not forget, but now I have a new book I'm willing to read.
To the chosen few who understands this, to the chosen few who understand "me". Thank you, thank you for this wonderful journey. May we continue it, and walk these roads, these separate, scary, ugly roads. Let us plant seeds of hope and of courage along the way and let us face these fears together.
I have to keep going, even if it looks dim. I have to.
Something random that came to my head.
Yet it felt like these words were meant to be said.
I have this crazy dream. I want to own my own gaming store. Something that makes people want to come in and play a game. If any of you have seen Card Fight Vanguard, Yu-gi-oh or any show dealing with card stores. That's what I want. Crazy, right?
I want to revolutionize the industry, business, whatever it's called. I want to teach games, to have people find an escape from reality. Something that I do quite a lot these days. I think some people would call it cowardice; maybe they're right. Though it's because of these games, that I can do so much. Communicating. I was good at it, but because of games, I met some pretty amazing people...and a lot of assholes...A LOT of them.
The first game I remember playing that was social was Poke' mon the card game. It is now known as the Poke' mon TCG (Trading card game). It was one of the most popular games during my childhood. My mom didn't spoil me, like some of the kids in my class, so I worked hard to get a deck, namely getting grades above a D in math...Yes I sucked that badly at math...still do. (Letters and numbers do not MIX!) I also had to do a bit more chores if I remember correctly.
Needless to say. I got a deck (apparently my mom found a coupon for them xD I don't see those as much). As I was about to start bring my cards to school, they banned Poke' manz due to an incident involving a child. I was absolutely irked. Went through all that and I couldn't play...not like I knew how to play. That rule book was confusing, for me at least.
A week or so after the neighbors kids wanted to play with me. During that time, I didn't get out of my house much. The only kid that was my friend at the time lived a few towns away, so I couldn't see him a lot. Well I jumped at the chance to play with other kids (God I was eager as a child). Needless to say, I had forgotten my cards in this heavy plastic case, while myself and another kid went for a walk. I left the case with an older sibling. when we had come back my cards were scattered on the lawn. Apparently a strong gust of "wind" opened my case causing it to open and "spill" my cards out. I was afraid to tell my mom. Reluctantly I told her. My mom was irritated, not at me, but the situation. The next day my mom had bought me two new decks, but in the end I only had my one friend to play with. It was rare that we did too.
This situation taught me something, people can be assholes. Well not just this situation at the time, but it helped...a lot. I did start taking care of my property more and never left anything out of my eyesight. Well there were a few times, but not like the above incident.
I still had some of my stuff stolen, been jumped and been ripped-off afterwards as I got older. Though I kind of expected it, (not the whole being jumped thing). But because of what had happened, I knew that I couldn't always prevent these things.
Well as I got older, not many people played poke' mon any more, well the card game at least. So I delved into video games. The usual stuff. Poke' mon, random games that I could find for my super nintendo. One game I was always playing was Legend of Zelda, A link to the Past and Super Mario RPG.
I always liked Zelda ( Link, but at the time I thought the dude in green was Zelda). The reason I liked him was because of his sword. Something that I was dabbling in. Weird right, a kid practicing with swords ( A wooden one, but hey, I was proud of it.) Link (or Zelda at the time) fought Knights, weird enemy's, and saved the Princess. A hero. Someone who was wanted. During my younger years, that's what I wanted (still a bit now) I wanted to be a hero, (Who doesn't at points; I know there a few who don't). So I practiced more, not that it did much for me.
Well anyway, I'm ranting. Back to the point.
When I entered Jr. High school. The more popular trading card game was Yu-gi-oh. Something that drained my wallet as a kid. Though because of this game, I started leaving my house more. Why you ask? A collectable store in the mall started running tournaments. I was excited ( I guess that's how I am with most games). I was always good at the game in school, tournaments should be the same way, right? Nope, I was wrong. I lost consecutively in almost every match (albeit a few). Quite discouraging to someone who thought they were "good". Especially being beaten by snobby people who would insult you for losing. There were a few people who were kind though. A few of the older kids, who at the time had "money" in my eyes (they had a lot of cards). Helped build me a deck. Looking at it now, I did trade a lot to them, might have been ripped off, but I'm staying positive. They helped me. I started winning more, not by a lot. Though it wasn't an overwhelming defeat either.
Quickly I grew bored of the game. Many of the kids in my grade didn't want to play or were embarrassed to be seen with me. Though there were kids who were interested in buying cards with me. Thus the chapter of card dealing begins. I had sold my old Poke' mon cards and majority of my Yu-gi-oh cards to a few kids. I made close to about $400 dollars at the time, it's a rough estimate.
This caused me to research the card values more. To this day I deal cards (when I have the money/ product of course).
Now once I was done with that. I started watching anime (heavily/ obsessively) One of the shows I stayed up late to watch and couldn't get enough of was .Hack// Sign. I could relate to tsukasa, a lonely kid playing a game. At the time I didn't realize how deep the plot was (As I got older though; I could write a small novel describing it). Yep I was that obsessive. Also there was a card game to this, never was able to get into though (didn't have the money at the time).
But I saved up for the Ps2 game, and delved deeper into its roots. (haha a pun. If you love .hack// you'll get it). It was my first rpg that I could remember level grinding (this game forced you...keys....vegi's for grunty....weapons....gah all of it made you grind!) But I enjoyed it, I loved it. I would stay up till I could beat the last boss of the first game (I cheated...I used a game guide...not something I'm proud of. (I don't mean to offend anyone who uses guides. I'm just not a fan)
Well after getting drained...another pun! I didn't continue. That and I didn't own the second game >.> I also raged quit the game numerous times (due to the fact I tried not to level grind... That will teach me to think I don't need to do that >.>.)
Well I'm ranting too much.
I'm going to end my little past speech here for now.
Point is. I've wanted to run my own game store for a long time and well be a game designer. (that is a story all into itself)
I'm absolutely terrified. Though I used write up business plans and stuff (took classes when I was younger too. Young entrepreneur classes for jr. high/ high school students.) But now when I want to actually make it a reality...I freeze up. I have the skills, the knowledge. Yet I lack the battle cry to push myself forward into organizing my ideas onto paper.
I'm afraid that it will fail. It's a common fear, but still.
For once, I would like to d something big, something that isn't going to blow up in my face. I just wish I knew what to do.
One of the random thoughts was to involve some of my friends and a customer I know well. And make this foolish dream of mine a reality...though it's that a dream.
I've ranted long enough. To whomever read this, thank you. You have the patience of a saint...and tolerance of my poor grammar. If I had cookies, you would get them.
To my friends, to those who have given me love and support. To those who have smacked me in the head to lower my ego (because yes I do need that) You're awesome. I love you all and I still wish I was a better friend to you all.
I might need those slaps again in the future (maybe sooner, who knows)
Again, thank you.
I might also update this more, if I remember. It's good to write some of this down. Might make it into a story @,@
