Now, without further ado, here are the games I bought and what I rate them!
I went on a little splurge as we all do from time to time and ended up buying quite a few games. Some of these games I had experience in; others were outside my gaming comfort zone, but I had heard good things about. Now, my laptop wasn’t built with hardcore gaming in mind. It’s no piece of junk and can hold its own for most things, but the GPU sucks. I mean really sucks. As a result, it can’t do graphics-heavy games very well. Usually, I can just turn the graphics down enough that I can scrape by, but that doesn’t always work. I mention this because it will come into play later.
Now, without further ado, here are the games I bought and what I rate them!
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Have you ever heard of Don't Starve? It's a survival video game produced by Klei Entertainment. It feels as if it could have been made by Tim Burton, though; it's macabre, Victorian, whimsical, and has a distinct dark sense of humor with surprises around every corner. My brother has been recommending it to me since its birth in 2013, so I finally bought it and its multiplayer companion Don't Starve Together over the weekend. It's fantastic. Now, this game is best played blind, so if you ever plan on playing it (or haven't made it past winter yet), I would recommend not reading this as it's written with some spoilers that could ruin the fun of discovering new and exciting ways to starve or meet some other terrible fate.
Getting into the swing of things is hard. A lot harder than I thought it would be.
Seriously. You can start to get it to work, and then it just takes one bad week and the whole thing is thrown off. You're stuck a week behind in your courses with tests right around the corner. I went on another 50-20 (to those who missed the last one). This time, however, I was unable to complete the whole 50 miles. I got about 45 miles into it and then the blisters on my feet made me physically unable to walk any further.
But that doesn't matter! It was great being in the mountains. I've been on two other hikes so far and am planning on going on some more later. Let's get down to business and explain the fun. (if you sang that, give yourself a high-five and a cookie, my treat) Luke Lemmonpop has returned
to his sanctuary, his room, in an attempt to rescue it from the clutches of the vile monster Uncleanliness the Dirty. I'll be honest, I haven't cleaned my room in almost three months. As you might imagine, it has basically become a pile of clothes, papers, magazines, binders, garbage, ect. I decided that today would be an excellent time to clean it, seeing how I actually had free time. Little does Luke know that the SPIDER ASSOCIATION has secretly been crippin' around his room, plotting on an even larger scare than their last attempt. I'm trying really hard not to take it personally. I mean, it's not personal. It's not even close to being able to be taken personal, but my brain can't quite grasp it.
Okay, so this post is going to have some background, a rant (yes, I'm yelling), and a thought. Luckily, I've had time to calm down, so it should be okay. As you may know, I am in my school's fencing club. We did a game today that we hadn't done in a long time, Vampire. It was just as I remember it: ridiculously long, frustrating, and straining. Basically, you steal lives from people. Whoever ends up with all the lives at the end wins. So, today, I was one of the best fencers there. I don't say that with the least amount of pride. There was two of us who were the most experienced fencers there. We're about the same skillwise. If I was being humble, I'd say he's slightly better than me. If I were truthful, I'd say he's better than me at certain things, and I'm better than him at certain things. Okay, enough background. Time for a rant. A few weeks ago, my friends and I were going to go out of the school for lunch. Earlier, I had visited the bathroom, and though I hate using the stalls, I regrettably had no choice over the call of nature. Usually, I try to avoid looking at what was carved into the walls because, well... you know. Its immature and pretty disgusting. I saw a poem carved into the wall. The stall had been painted over, but it was a poor job, so I could still see most of the poem.
I tried reading it, but many of the words were unclear. I spent a few moments deciphering it, and only two spots remained unclear. I quickly wrote down the poem and then carried on my merry way, wondering what the heck it was doing on the stalls of a bathroom, of all places. The main reason I'm writing this is because I have a form of writer's block and I need to start writing more. I visited this amazing website about how to improve your writing and one suggestion is write every day. I haven't written anything in quite some time and I'm having a hard time making sense of what I'm writing. This is what happens when you take a break. Bad things. Very bad things.
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