Oh wow, I now have an extra room! I feel like all my nostalgia dreams are coming true! My new addition is a games room. The three items I have in this room are: A TV, a Playstation 2 (any games console will do) and a collection of video games (preferably my old collection). I know I’m only allowed to have 3 individual items, but I can’t have one game and not the others! If I could sneak in another item it would be a pair of dance mats!
A few of my favourite games from my younger years
Games consoles played a huge part in my childhood. At family gatherings my cousins and I would cram into a room and take it in turns to play video games. All the adults would sit in the living room watching TV whilst having a little chinwag. I vaguely recall cringing whenever I overheard my mum sharing an embarrassing story about me. I rarely paid attention to the topics they discussed and I was probably too young to understand a lot of it.
My cousins and I have grown up and we now sit in the living room; the topics discussed are now easy to relate to. I often sit with the younger generation, but of course there is no way I can camouflage the fact that I am not a kid anymore! I can reminisce about my carefree days or pretend to be a kid again for a few moments, but in reality I’m an adult!
This room is so ideal! Whenever I am stressed I can escape to my games room and forget about my worries for a while! Let the gaming begin!
*This is a 3D games room I created in 3D Studio Max for my 3D games modelling module at University. There is a Nintendo Wii hiding beside the TV 🙂
I remained calm and collected as I defended myself. I was being attacked for minor errors, errors I had rectified once they had been addressed and errors that hadn’t even endured. I am open to constructive criticism, however this was something completely different. I felt like I was an outsider looking in; the interpretation of my performance did not match the reality of the situation.
The learning curve I was promised became a myth. I was never given any legitimate guidance or feedback and all the contributions I had made were not recognized. I had supposedly isolated myself in a corner from the start, I was looked in the eye and told I was welcomed with open arms and I wasn’t. The only welcome I received was from the cold air hitting me when I first entered the room. It was probably a warning for what was to come!
I made a conscious effort to greet everyone each day and it was often one sided, but I still continued to do so. The friendly environment I expected only emerged when outsiders were present. After all the probing, I was the one that allegedly had the problem. I had to escape!
The journey home that day was a blur. I was lost in my thoughts, it was as if I was on an empty train. The sequence of events that had taken place felt so unreal. I thought why me? Day one started to make sense, there were empty desks for a reason. I clearly wasn’t the only one that had been put through this ordeal.
There was only one other in the same boat as me; the last man standing. I watched as he had his confidence knocked each day. He quickly picked himself up and kept going. In any other situation I would say good on him, but if you were in my shoes you would wonder why he didn’t run with me.
I call this experience ‘The Great Escape’. I wish I could retract this whole chapter- The lesson learned here is to always follow my instincts! I knew something was wrong from the start, but I tried to convince myself otherwise.
It was a room full of empty desks with no warmth or interacting going on. There was just silence and animosity in the air. It was a place once described as a fun and friendly environment. It definitely wasn’t living up to its expectations and it was only day one. On paper it looked great, it was right up my street. I ignored my first impressions as I was excited about the new chapter in my life. Little did I know that everything would take a 360 degree spin.
True colours slowly started to seep through the cracks in the walls. The tense environment became almost unbearable, it was difficult to get up every morning and convince myself everything was okay. Things weren’t adding up, I felt uneasy and I knew something wasn’t right.
The rumours I had heard through the grapevine were starting to make perfect sense. I needed to know where I stood. I confronted the situation and the response was sugar coated, then put aside as I was reassured all was well. I knew it wasn’t, but I smiled and left it at that.
I was back to being trapped in the corner with no clue what was going on in my own surroundings. The whispering continued and I tried to take everything in my stride. I wanted this so much and I couldn’t even concentrate.
False accusations started to echo in the room. I was genuinely confused as I was doing everything I was asked to do. I bit my tongue when something out of line had been directed at me. I tried to convince myself it would be worth it, I wanted this for so long. Dishonesty had now replaced the silence in the room. I couldn’t take it anymore, I knew today was the day.
You may feel like the world is on your shoulders and you have nowhere to run. You may feel as though the world is against you and you’re unable to escape your current predicament. It happens to the best of us! I’ve been there and I have memorabilia to prove it! One thing I’ve learned is; moping around doesn’t get you anywhere!
If you feel as though things couldn’t get any worse for you; then prove it to yourself! Don’t dwell on it for too long, wipe your tears and try to make the best of your situation. Tell yourself the only way is up, it does work! Of course your problems will not miraculously disappear overnight (if only it was that easy!), it does takes time!
Some problems are more difficult to solve, this doesn’t necessarily mean there is no way out. If every day was easy, how would you expect to grow as a person? If you were not faced with these challenges, would you be the person you are today?
“Every day maynotbe a good day, but thereis something good ineveryday!”
It’s up to us to make a conscious effort to find the good in each day, no matter how big or small! I’ll put my hands up and say that I often overlook so many things in my life. I’ve realised that many of these things are the things that give me life! I strongly believe that there are endless possibilities of better days occurring, when you’re hopeful!
This task was the most frustrating. I have discovered that I am in fact a “Blogfectionist”. I’ve probably tried every theme possible; it got to the point where I wasn’t sure of which themes I had already tried. In the end I stuck with the theme I was currently customizing. Don’t be surprised if it changes again next week.
I’m learning to love my theme and I’m giving it time to grow on me.
I’m too comfortable in the comfort zone! Is this even possible? Spontaneity unfortunately isn’t my middle name. I’m so used to my daily routine; I seek change without actually seeking it. Choosing the vegetarian option over the chicken option is not living on edge!
I have experienced a few spontaneous endeavors’, which are usually suggested by friends and I have thoroughly enjoyed myself! You know when you leave all your worries behind and embrace the moment! Waking up the next day, reminiscing about the day or night before and flicking through the few pictures you have stored on your phone. These are the days I need more of!
I need to break out of my routine, go with the flow and look forward to what everyday has to offer me. I am almost 1/2 way to 50 and there is so much I still want to do. I’ve had a few setbacks which I am overcoming, but I think it’s time to work a little harder on exiting the comfort zone! Don’t you? As comfortable as it is, I need to get out of my seat!