Man, do people ever resent me when it comes to videogames. Like, say for instance — when I’ll be playing Soul Calibur III with Mangas and Kenny, sometimes I’m known to win. Perfect them, even. I know, go figure that there’s a chick that is so competetive that she will shit talk and jump up just so she can make you feel puny.

Kenny and I are so known for our shit talking each other. We’ll laugh and high five each other, give each other a little bit of props when we’re actually impressed with the other. More than not though, Mangas and I will get downright EVIL with each other. I’ll call him my bitch and he’ll pat my leg and talk about how I should go back to making friendship bracelets and applying lipstick.

Yeah, it gets pretty brutal between him and I. Then someone else will come over, say James, for example and he’ll be so goddamn shocked that I actually know combination moves and can beat him. At one point, he even turned his head and goes “I can’t believe someone actually knows how to use Voldo CORRECTLY.” and then proceeds to use Maxi (Who is the lamest and easiest character in III.) to beat my ass. All the boys do, come to think of it. Mangas is the only one that can consistently beat me without blinking an eye. However, the other guys will pull out their favored characters if they think I’m getting too cocky.

A few evenings ago (Before my ankle was terribly bad.), I was making dinner at Tasha’s house since it was someone else’s turn to do so. Mangas nearly begged me to come over and cook their dinner, since it was all guys in the house and nobody knew what to do. Kenny was sleeping, Ron was busy and Mangas — well, let’s just say he’s not meant for the kitchen. It’d be like putting Vin Diesel in the middle of Pottery Barn. Just not a good idea, you know? So, while dinner baked in the oven and nothing else had to be done, I sat down and put in Silent Hill 4: The Room. This game has always and will always be my favorite of the entire series. It’s just an awesome game with a perfect soundtrack and a really thrilling storyline. Of course, it starts off kinda slow and loses people’s interest quickly if they’re not in for the long haul. Takes patience, which I have tons of when it comes to gaming.

So, I sat there and explained the entire thing to Mangas. How I felt that the Room was meant to be the focal point of the game, to give you safety and make you feel like it’s your safe haven. They do this, then they rip it from you later in the game, making you ultimately terrified to go back to your room every single time. When it stops healing you, when the noises, the ghosts and the demons begin showing up. I thought that was an amazing concept and I was just gushing vividly about this game.

He just laid his head down and watched with the most bored expression upon his dark face. At one point, he even started chastising me for the way I went through the game. I had such purpose and here I was, trying to point out the great aspects of this game to someone who ultimately didn’t care.

That’s when I realized that there will always be a difference between me and every other person in the world and that’s my passion for gaming. While other people have a passion for gaming, some people don’t take it to the extent I do. I will pick up anything and work my way around it until I own that damn thing. Some people just don’t go beyond the boundaries of what they know and what they appreciate. I find that terribly confining though. Why just sit in the same section all your life? Mingle.

With this thought in mind, I pushed the dark hair out of my eyes and lifted a brow down at the male laying on the couch beside me. I put the controller down and sighed, slowly getting up.

“Fine. Let’s turn this off and check on dinner.”