Video Games and the College Student, Part 2

So, I have English class at 2:30 on Mondays.
I know this.
I have known this all semester.

Now, since it's a compostition and literature class there is a lot of reading involved. A LOT of reading. Usually we get lots of reading assigned to us on Wednesdays since we have plenty of time between Wednesday and Monday to read, right? Sure, makes sense...

If you're not a video game addict with tons of "new" games to play.

So what was I doing all weekend instead of reading Sylvia Plath's Ariel? I was sitting on my ass in front of the TV, PS2 controller in hand, yelling at Lara Croft for being a douche and not jumping when I pressed the button. Or for not turning the right way. Or for running when I wanted her to walk and NOT fall off the cliff/beam/catwalk. That's what happens when you play the new Tomb Raider: Legend on Xbox, think it's amazing, then assume the old Tomb Raider: Angel of Darkness for PS2 will be of lesser quality, but equally amazing. Not so. I can't believe that shit got 5 out of 5 stars. And yet I can't stop playing it. Figures.

Cheers,
Noel

Video Games and the College Student

So, this past weekend was Presidents Day Weekend, which meant a long weekend at home for me. A very welcome long weekend since everyone here has cabin fever because we're all stuck inside together. On Saturday I went to EB Games and got 5 used games for like 30 bucks. Score!
I got Silent Hill 3, Clocktower 3, Tomb Raider: Angel of Darkness, Devil May Cry, and The Thing (but it doesn't work in my console so I have to take it back, but it was only 6 bucks so what can you expect?) So my weekend was pretty much spent playing Silent Hill 3 until I beat it into submission, vomited up a tiny god, and watched my nemesis eat it.

No, I'm not kidding, that actually happened in the game. You can't make that shit up! At that point in the game I yelled downstairs to my Mom, "Oh my God! A dingo ate my baby!! Or, rather, a dingbat ate my regurgitated featus... Right." Now she's playing it to figure out what the hell I was talking about.

Now I can't wait to go home to my PS2 and play Clocktower 3.

Welcome to The Noel Show

Hello to anyone who's reading this. Welcome to my life. I've tried to keep a blog many times in the past, but I usually end up getting lazy. Hopefully that doesn't happen here.

So, I'm a freshman at a small liberal arts college (and when I say small, I'm not kidding. There's only 250 students.... which was the size of my graduating class in high school). For the most part it's pretty cool here, but since it's winter and we're all stuck in the dorms it's getting a little messy. It also gets difficult when this school has sort of a small town/gated community/stepford complex, so... shit happens, as they say.

I will most likely be documenting the shit as it happens in an amusing way.