Post by Blade Runner 07 on Apr 18, 2013 18:31:33 GMT -5
Video game addiction is a real problem for some people. I just wanted to share with you my personal experience with it and hope you will share some of your thoughts on the subject.
The first time I was ever addicted to a video game was in the year 2000. I had finally got an N64 and a copy of Goldeneye 007.
Best console ever!
I played it with my friends on the weekends and had a blast just messing around in the game. Then one weekend no friends came over and I went to my local movie rental store and picked up The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time on a 3 day rental. I played it all weekend and when my grandma asked what I wanted for my birthday I said OOT. I owned the game a week later and spent 6 weeks playing it. I never thought to look up a strategy guide so when I got stuck I resorted to placing bombs in random places and playing the Ocarina until I couldn't take it's high pitched tones anymore.
Whatever it takes!
I didn't eat and I didn't sleep. When I did, I would dream of LOZ and woke up mad that it was all just a dream with no save feature, then it was back to the game. I would wake up dehydrated and cold some nights and after filling a glass of water I went back to the game. I never drank more than half of the water. I went to school and sat through the classes so I could return home and play some more.
A week after I had beaten the game my friend Ryan came up to me and said something along the lines of "dude, Zelda Majoras Mask comes out in 2 weeks!" I had no idea what he was talking about but after some research it became the top thing on my christmas list. I got it for christmas and another 2 months went by.
Consuming my soul.
When I walked out of my parents basement (my room) that february I was not the same. I was 25lbs underweight had flu symptoms but did not feel sick, and my friends did not know me. My mom was worried and took me to the doctor and put me on these high calorie protein shakes so I guess I wouldn't die.
Today my friend Tristan talks of saturdays that he came over and watched me play that damn game for 2 hours and then left. I have no memory of it. My mom still talks about how worried she was and blamed it on her letting me move my room to the basement where it would get cold in the winters. I know the truth though. I love Ocarina of Time and Majoras Mask and would still play them but I make it a rule to not stay up past a certain hour when I play and never play more than 3 hours at a time.
I was at my worse when playing Majoras Mask and being under the pressure of the 3-day clock. Once I broke down crying because I knew there was no way I was going to collect all the fairies in one of the dungeons in time. It was the first and only game that made me do that. I refer to it as pure evil. I love it and yet I think it's one of the worst games I've ever played that those reasons. It's like a drug.
I leave you with this...
The first time I was ever addicted to a video game was in the year 2000. I had finally got an N64 and a copy of Goldeneye 007.
Best console ever!
I played it with my friends on the weekends and had a blast just messing around in the game. Then one weekend no friends came over and I went to my local movie rental store and picked up The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time on a 3 day rental. I played it all weekend and when my grandma asked what I wanted for my birthday I said OOT. I owned the game a week later and spent 6 weeks playing it. I never thought to look up a strategy guide so when I got stuck I resorted to placing bombs in random places and playing the Ocarina until I couldn't take it's high pitched tones anymore.
Whatever it takes!
I didn't eat and I didn't sleep. When I did, I would dream of LOZ and woke up mad that it was all just a dream with no save feature, then it was back to the game. I would wake up dehydrated and cold some nights and after filling a glass of water I went back to the game. I never drank more than half of the water. I went to school and sat through the classes so I could return home and play some more.
A week after I had beaten the game my friend Ryan came up to me and said something along the lines of "dude, Zelda Majoras Mask comes out in 2 weeks!" I had no idea what he was talking about but after some research it became the top thing on my christmas list. I got it for christmas and another 2 months went by.
Consuming my soul.
When I walked out of my parents basement (my room) that february I was not the same. I was 25lbs underweight had flu symptoms but did not feel sick, and my friends did not know me. My mom was worried and took me to the doctor and put me on these high calorie protein shakes so I guess I wouldn't die.
Today my friend Tristan talks of saturdays that he came over and watched me play that damn game for 2 hours and then left. I have no memory of it. My mom still talks about how worried she was and blamed it on her letting me move my room to the basement where it would get cold in the winters. I know the truth though. I love Ocarina of Time and Majoras Mask and would still play them but I make it a rule to not stay up past a certain hour when I play and never play more than 3 hours at a time.
I was at my worse when playing Majoras Mask and being under the pressure of the 3-day clock. Once I broke down crying because I knew there was no way I was going to collect all the fairies in one of the dungeons in time. It was the first and only game that made me do that. I refer to it as pure evil. I love it and yet I think it's one of the worst games I've ever played that those reasons. It's like a drug.
I leave you with this...