"Let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences."
--Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
What's good playas? Welcome to Blog 6, if you thought Blog 5 was too depressing. I pulled a "BUT WAIT! THERE'S MOAR!" Billy Maze. Here is a alternate ending. I received some help with the readings below. I highly recommend to check them out if you're stuck on writing a counterfactual prompt. I had been practicing so much on the Nintendo 64. I felt ready to finally win a game. I messaged Jeff on AIM.
Hydo_Ken88: Game? JDMxH22: Can't, got a date. Hydo_Ken88: Date what? JDMxH22: A date with a girl. Hydo_Ken88: EWWW GIRLS HAVE COOTIES STAY AWAY JDMxH22: HAHA Maybe I will ;) Some time went by and he was rarely on the messenger anymore. He stopped showing up at my house. He became more isolated from the family. But I kept playing on the Nintendo 64 for the next couple of months, hoping he would show up. I finally got my first cell phone and decided to call him and check up on him. He sounded different, sadder. I offered to play a game with him, but he declined. So we went our own ways. The Nintendo 64 was left neglected as I lost motivation to play. Jeff was dating a girl and they seemed happy. Then one day they decided to break it off. He went downhill from there. He completely isolated himself in his room. Out of the blue, I got a call from him. "Hey, Kent it’s been a while. How have you been?" he asked. "I have been ok, just been super busy with school. Are you in a wind tunnel or something?" I asked, because the background sounded really noisy. "Oh...sorry I'm blowing leaves off from the porch," he replied slowly. "Oh...okay what's up? Do you want to play a game?" I asked. "I can't right now, I have a few errands to run, but then we can play if you want to?" he said. "Sure, but are you going to Best of the Buys!?," I replied. I was looking forward to hanging out with Jeff and possibly get my hands on a PS3. "What the fuck is the Best of the Buys?" Asked Jeff in a confused tone. Trying hard to not laugh. " Yo, I need a ride and you have you're Evo*. Its such a nice day to gap* someone." I said jokingly. "Whoa whoa whoa, what do you know about the evo?" Asked Jeff in a smug response. The response was so smug that I could hear the smile behind the phone. "According to Andy, you had it tuned to at least to 785 buff horses." I replied "Yeah yeah, why is Andy always spoilin' the build for me?" Jeff said in a disappointed tone. "He didn't spoil any build, he just said how much you were making. Comon man are we going or not? I can hear the PS3 calling my name. Also can you hurry the fuck up?? The day light is dying lets go already. We could have been there by now." I replied jokingly. "Alright, be there in 5." He replied. We finally arrived to Best Buy. we went to gaming aisle as soon as we arrived. I decided to not buy the PS3 due to the lack of games. Jeff was looking at the Xbox and decided to pick one up. We were talking about possible up coming games for consoles on the ride back to my house. He dropped me off and I asked, "The Nintendo is still hooked up. Up for a game?" Player 2 have joined the game. *Evo: referring to Jeff's highly modified Mitsubishi Evo Lancer 8. **Gap: Street race where one person is winning by at least 10 car lengths apart.
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For this week’s assignment, we were asked to describe an emotional scene using dialogue and symbolism. So I will be talking about my relationship with my cousin and how it was like the Nintendo 64. I used My Name is Margaret (Maya Angelou) as inspiration. I encourage you to check them out! It was a humid summer night in 2005. I was so happy that I could stay up until 10 PM playing video games, especially on the Nintendo 64. It was my first video game console and it was a gift from my older cousin, Jeff. Almost every weekend, my cousin would stop by the house to play video games with me.
My younger sister was using my computer and was blaring that one Fall Out Boy song “Sugar, We're Going Down” for like the 800th time. I got tired of listening to it, so I started to set up the Nintendo 64. I blew the cartridge and clicked the power button. At the same time, the front door swung open and Jeff stopped in. "Hey Jeff,” my sister and I said in unison. "Ouu, did I hear 007 Golden Eye click in?" he shouted across the living room with a grin. "Yes, how did you know!?" I said, surprised that he knew what game I had just put in. "Are you guys going to play a game?" asked my sister with an annoyed expression. "I guess we are," I replied. She then rushed off to her room. "We're going daadaa wenewene around cause sugar we're going down swimming I'll be ur wababababa bullet," I sang to my sister’s music as I plugged in the second controller. "You're stupid,” Jeff said as he was trying to hold in his laugh. "No you," I replied. "You still can't beat me, and you never will. Why are you doing this to yourself?" he replied with a smirk. "We will see," I replied. Then we started playing and a few hours went by. Finally, I slammed my controller down after losing again and again. "No more. I can't do it anymore," I said quietly. Jeff was laughing hysterically while I felt utterly defeated. He headed out for the night. One week later, I saw Jeff online on AIM instant chat. Hydo_Ken88: Game? JDMxH22: Be there in 15. He came over to play and the same thing happened. A few hours went by and I slammed my controller down. "No more, no more," I said. Then another week went by. I had been practicing so much on the Nintendo 64. I felt ready to finally win a game. I messaged Jeff on AIM once more. Hydo_Ken88: Game? JDMxH22: Can't, got a date. Hydo_Ken88: Date what? JDMxH22: A date with a girl. Hydo_Ken88: EWWW GIRLS HAVE COOTIES STAY AWAY JDMxH22: HAHA Maybe I will ;) Some time went by and he was rarely on the messenger anymore. He stopped showing up at my house. He became more isolated from the family. But I kept playing on the Nintendo 64 for the next couple of months, hoping he would show up. I finally got my first cell phone and decided to call him and check up on him. He sounded different, sadder. I offered to play a game with him, but he declined. So we went our own ways. The Nintendo 64 was left neglected as I lost motivation to play. Jeff was dating a girl and they seemed happy. Then one day they decided to break it off. He went downhill from there. He completely isolated himself in his room. Out of the blue, I got a call from him. "Hey, Kent it’s been a while. How have you been?" he asked. "I have been ok, just been super busy with school. Are you in a wind tunnel or something?" I asked, because the background sounded really noisy. "Oh...sorry I'm blowing leaves off from the porch," he replied slowly. "Oh...okay what's up? Do you want to play a game?" I asked. "I can't right now, I have a few errands to run, but then we can play if you want to?" he said. "Sure, I'll be online. I'll be waiting," I replied. I was looking forward to getting back to the Nintendo 64 again and hanging out with Jeff. Unfortunately, later that night I found out from my aunt that she had found Jeff in the garage. He had inhaled a lot of exhaust gas and passed away. On the day of the funeral, he was cremated with his favorite stuff, including the Nintendo he gave me. Player 2 have left the game. |
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