// glitch (glch)n. 1. A minor malfunction, mishap, or technical problem; a snag:
That pretty much sums it all up. I love NHL10 to death but there are people that should be shot. Should be banned. Should have their copies burnt. It’s a big pain in the ass when people exploit a simple thing and abuse the fuck out of it. Why can’t we all just enjoy the damn game for what it is?
So I’ve started a movement, I’m sending nasty and disturbing message to glitch-ers who abuse their privilege of playing the game. I’m fed up and EA is definitely not doing much about it, so I’m going to let other people know how I feel, then of course, the subsequent bad feedback that follows. Hopefully, when I’m done all I’ll have left to play against is the legit players who play the game for the sake of playing the game.
Watching bad/good old movies make think of bad quotes and inspirations of how I feel and what I’m thinking. For example.
‘life is only of cocktails and dreams, which ones you drink, which ones you fulfill and how you piece it all together’.
Which is additively true in my eyes, in reality, you can have whatever you truly desire, you just have to be willing to work for it. I got hit by a bombshell today. My ex-girlfriend (a bit of a diamond in the rough), is now a lesbian (or exceptionally bi-curious) as I found out today. I see her as the one that got away and truly believed she’d be a girl I could marry. But now, I feel less of a man. It kind of devastated me today. Which tales me to my next lovely inquiry. The letter. I re-opened it again today and started re-formatting it a bit and really, truly, reading what I had wrote. I was about to dabble a bit more with it, but had to close it off.
I have the horrible feel of crossroads. I’m terrible at decision making as it is, but I do have a keen eye for when I know when I have to make one. The bottom line, I want to be happy and comfortable in what I do and who I share my time with. My eyes were opened about three years ago by a now ex-friend about dating and relationships. He always wondered why sometimes I could “deal” with a relationship when I wanted something(one) else. Why I “wasted” my time on the experience of something rather than striving for what I wanted. The problem is that I’ve got stuck in the middle. I never really strive for what I want, but I rather just know what I have and know if its what I want. I flip from thing to thing, person to person trying to find if its hidden in them rather than seeking what I know I want. I guess I take what comes easy to me.
I guess it doesn’t help that I finished watching “Yes Man”.