What was I doing again?

Right, I have to write, I forgot. What was my last post? Something about an interview and my college preview day. Okay I got this shit.

Well first things first my interview went pretty well. The girl interviewing me half-talked me through how to do an interview properly and having never done one before it was a nice overall experience. Anyways, they have to do a background check and gather my references. The sad thing is, to get a background check I need a driver license. Now this is both good and bad, she told me that I should call her when I get my driver license (I said I'd be getting it in the next week) and that also means that my parents will have to get me my license ASAP.

We've been trying to get my license all day today. I went to the driving place today three times and had my mom cry with frustration about 2 of those times. The first time going was just us not having enough time to stay in line (my sister had a doctors appointment). Then an hour later we go and learn that my health card is not enough identification and we need my birth certificate. So we drive back to our house (45 minutes) grab and drive back into town (another 45 minutes) get to the place and wait in line for about 20 minutes. We go up to the counter while I hand my health card and birth certificate to the worker. She looks at my BC and my health card and says she can't take my health card because it has a hole in it.

The reason there's a hole in it is because I was changing my organ donor status because I figure if I'm going to randomly die, someone should live. The hole is there just to tell you it's going to be changed/that its still a temp health card until my new one arrives. I honestly did that yesterday which is why its so infuriating that I couldn't get my damn license today because of it, I should change my status to make sure that my organs don't go to government workers. This still surprises me though, how can it not be used to identify me. It has my signature, my picture, my name and birth date. If you're worried about some kind of mistake compare it to my birth certificate and check, it's pretty hard to forge a BC I'd imagine. Not to mention WHY THE FUCK WOULD I FORGE DOCUMENTS FOR A FUCKING DRIVING TEST???? Anyways, I have to go back on Monday, visit my grandpapa who is an engineer and can be a guarantee-r (I have no idea how to spell it), I need one instead of waiting for my new card to come. Hopefully that'll work out, its a fucking driving test not a goddamn bank robbery.

The college preview day was more important to me anyways. This was a day I got to size up the difficultly of the classes I'm going into, the teachers, the students and the school in general. This was the day where I got to see who I was going to put on my "Must fuck" list. So the way this worked was that you were put into an assembly, got a general introduction of "We're awesome, welcome to such and such, thanks for the money" and then you separated into your various programs of choice. My sister's assembly happened about 3 hours before mine did so I spent the majority of my day in the cafe with my mom. She did her work while I observed the students walking around and the new ones walking with their guides. Basically I was comparing girl-guy ratios, the good looking guy-bad looking guy ratios, good looking girl-bad looking girl ratios, and single-relationship ratios. It seems to be in my favor, my foresight and luck led me to a college with a lot of "Did bad in high school? No problem" courses, so you have some of the standard jock affair to contend with but a lot of it in terms of guys are either ugly outcast types or fat lonely guys eating a buffet to themselves (I saw one, I felt bad for him). The few girls with the uglies weren't worth a second glance anyways.

The girl ratios seemed to be great though, a lot of the programs focus on vet stuff (girl bait) or hair styling/fashion. I managed to make myself blush, I saw some sexy red head from across the room, immediately looked at her course "Vet Tech" and then said to myself "Fuck, that's Holly", I've always had a sort of huge boner for her but she has a boyfriend so she's off limits. Anyways, I called her over because I wanted to talk to her and she mentioned there's about two guys in her course. I was over-joyed as was her boyfriend, both of us for different reasons. With more girls there's less chance of guys doing Holly (BF's view), with more girls there's more to do for me which Holly will introduce me to (My view). The good looking-bad looking was also good, you were either super hot, hot, or the fattest ugliest thing I've ever seen while stuffing a buffet into your mouth surrounded by hot chicks (the fat friend). Seriously, she was fucking hideous, I kind of laughed to myself, she looked like a fatter Amanda (also, that's a no go right now so no more developments).

Okay, so I go to my assembly finally looking around at everybody in the room, mostly worried I'd run into my Ex, I don't know why I had such an irrational fear. For some reason I thought she would wind up in my course just so god could throw another bucket of shit in my face. Thankfully I didn't see, problem being that I was in the second group of people in my course and the first group was apparently massive (meaning I didn't quite get the numbers for ratios I was looking for nor got to see if she did happen to spite me). The ratio for girl-guy seemed good, only one other guy who was probably the biggest looking nerd/douche guy I saw, sounds weird to put those two words together but that's how it seemed. Think "I'm better than you because I wear glasses", that's how he looked so I could only generalize. I ran into someone I know who was taking the course, she's from my middle school so I kind of caught up. I apparently "look great" which made me smile (go weight loss). There was one guy, and two girls (omfg drool the girls were hot as hell jizz self). At least the girls leading us around were, there was two ridiculously hot girls (both shy and cute as ARGH I WANT TO BONE THEM) and at least one fugly one. So far I like my course, I didn't really get an understanding of the ratio for the first group no one said any generalizing statements that could extrapolate into something.

The course itself is apparently balls hard and I have to work my ass off for the first semester (no problem, it's all shit I've done, I honestly just have to show up and hand work in, no learning necessary). They try to make it hard because the secondary program that I'm going into is insane (It's actually a university course, being offered at a college. Side Note: reason I'm going here, I get to be smart and fuck lots of dumb hotties). I'm not too worried for this upcoming year, again I just have to show up (I've honestly learned all the stuff before, some of the second semester stuff will be new but most of it shall be review) and showing up won't be hard considering this is for my future of being a doctor something that actually matters to me. I finally have that "drive" people talk about, most of the "drive" being that "I get mad pussy bro".

The residence also looks sweet, I'm taking a double so I get a roommate (making myself more social) and the double room are actually pretty big and nice. They have a somewhat dividing wall between the two beds (I thought it would basically be a big square room so I'd end up watching my roommate have sex every single time). We get our own fridge and bathroom and some beds which I guess I have to prop up myself. The room we were in used milk crates so I might try stock piling those soon. Anyways I'm really excited for this upcoming year the only thing I'm ticked about it the drivers license but that's going to be solved Monday.

I'll be heading out to my friends place this weekend so I don't expect to be updating while I'm there, not that I was expecting to update anyways as I am being lazy. Side Note: I'm thinking about starting a dream journal/log here, I'll be writing it in a book beside my bed but I might transfer it over here just so its double ingrained into my head. This apparently helps with dream recall which leads to lucid dreaming, figure I'll try it out. Damn this is a long post.

-Marz out

Tomorrow is a busy day.

Well I don't feel like typing but I'm looking at this more of like a log of my life just so I can keep track and look at how dumb I was long ago rather than a blog where people can laugh at me while I'm being dumb so I shall perceive.

I have an interview at Walmart tomorrow. 10:30. I'm nervous but at the same time my "epiphany" if you want to call it that has almost numbed me to anything. As I see it now at this point in time, a lot of what happens to me isn't going to affect me that much and therefore should not draw a lot of concern on my part. I've been looking into what other people think about Walmart interviews, a lot of the people asking are stoners and hippies so I think my pool of competition for the job are not the brightest of the bunch. I've seen some of the answers saying that if you have an interview you pretty much have the job so long as you pass a drug test. Thankfully I don't do any drugs on a regular basis and the last time I did was forever ago. Hopefully this is a for sure thing cause I could really use some money even if it is part time.

Anyways the other part of my day is a college preview. That starts at 2 so I've got some time to kill in between the two events of my day. With the college preview I get to see who I'll be learning from, who I'm learning with, and where exactly I'm learning. I'm mostly focusing on the who I'm learning with and the girl to guy ratio. So far I know at least one other guy is in the program with me. I know him, and he's an obnoxious douche. That kind of makes me not like this course from the beginning (knowing that after this year I have to spend another 4 with this guy in all the same classes). Either way, I have to enjoy the program, its gonna be my life and I'm legitimately interested in the subject manner so that's always a good thing. Hopefully McDouche will fail out of it or something, anything really. That or somehow I just become friends with him, that could work.

Ugh, I guess that's it.
-Marz

Believe it or not, Marz isn't at home.

So yeah, I haven't been home for awhile (read: I've been at Calvin's house since Thursday). Basically meaning I wasn't updating the blog, obviously. Although even if I had updated I don't think I'd have anything interesting to say, but interesting topics are hard to come by now. I'm at a loss for words for how my mind shapes my thoughts now. It's weird, I guess you could call an epiphany of sorts. Usually what I'm thinking about is girls, relationships and my desire to have one. My desire in the past was more of a crippling addiction to the thought of having, perhaps even needing a relationship to retain my sanity and happiness. This addiction led to a mistake I hope to never repeat again.

Sometimes I feel like the process of getting over a break up is done. At other times I feel like it has just begun anew. Maybe that's why a lot of people say you never truly get over anybody? I can safely say I'm over my ex, I have no desire to be with her again. The only thing I would like to do is somehow get back at her, but that is a waste of resources on my part. I for one am sort of a believer in Karma, she'll get whats coming to her.

Bitterness aside, I've grown as a person. I hate how cliche that sounds, but I can't find the right words. The reason behind my thinking is this; I've realized I don't need a relationship to be happy. Something that simple, I feel stupid for never knowing that in the first place. The only things true in my life will be my family and myself. Until the moment comes where I find the one or whatever you want to call her, I think that self improvement is the way to go. After looking for someone for a long time now and talking to people, it seems like the general consensus is that you can't force it. You shouldn't go looking for a relationship, a relationship will find you. It just happens. Of course that's not to say you can just lie back and let it happen...unless you're a slut, but I won't name names.

So my focus right now is improving my self image. This basically means white teeth, slim down, and not smell like I woke up in a pile of dirty hobos. This may seem douchebaggy of me to say, but every time I look in the mirror I'm actually surprised at how good I think I look. My face I mean. I think I'd be attractive to most girls if not for my other downfalls. This means it's a time for change, and time of rally. I've bought a new toothpaste, the stuff that's supposed to whiten within two weeks time which apparently has pretty good reviews. I've brought up my workout bench from the garage so I can finally do other various exercises. Not to mention revamping my workout to specs similar to my dad's old routine which seemed to do well for him so why wouldn't it do well for me? I am the fruit of his loins. Other than that I need to get into a routine of showering and shaving on a regular basis. Right now I'm rocking a sweet nerd shop beard which needs to be cut down as soon as possible.

The only other improvements I can make are getting a job which will lead to money, and learning some languages. I have what seems to be an offer from Walmart for overnights and I will be calling them tomorrow. To be honest I'm not overly optimistic...I should write that rant tomorrow, or at least my reasoning for this point of view. Learning a new language will be surprisingly easy, as I've already listened to some of the tapes my dad gave me, I actually learned a lot from just about an hour. I fell out of listening to them though so that's another habit I need to get into again. Sigh, it's easier than I'm giving it credit for, its the problem of sticking with it. I guess the only habit I need to break is my constant computer attachment. I'll update tomorrow for sure, maybe they'll be good news concerning the job.

-Marz

Budget Cuts

Well my family has recently got into the habit of having a bi-weekly meeting to discuss what we need to get done around the house. These meetings generally discuss what our plans are for the next week or two and what we need in terms of money for the plans. They also focus on our bills for the house, car, and credit cards. Now something you should understand is that my parents are not the best for credit cards. When I was a kid we ended up having to file bankruptcy and all that jazz so we ended up losing our swanky place at boardwalk and didn't get to pass go. What happened was that we had to move to much smaller house so it was fun explaining to my teachers that I didn't do my homework because I was moving, then answering if we were moving into a bigger house, and then finally explaining the entire situation to someone who has no reason to ask about it.

Anyways, because of these past misfortunes my parents never shut up about the proper use of a credit card. They've been pounded hard enough my credit cards (as have I by proxy) and they don't want that to happen again. The sad thing is that they still can't keep it under control. I don't know how they're fucking up. I started to ask about our bills so I can keep my own budget, I don't trust my parents with their money anymore, is that sad? I have our hydro bill and our hydro debt from our old house written down but I need to make sure I get the other bills from my mom when they come in, that or harpy her for them (apparently a lot of them get billed through the bank electronically or are billed to a credit card). I then also need to factor in variables such as our gas and food bills along with any kind of extra shit they may do (i.e buying movies, going out for dinner). At the meeting when I started asking they told me not to worry about it though. I found this kind of patronizing, especially since I will end up having to do this soon. By no means am I asking for control over the bills or our budget, but I'd like my own records to understand where we're bleeding money from and it'll give me the valuable experience I'll need for my real world applications.

I've been half budgeting my future out because college is coming up and I'll need money for that. Luckily I should have my native status by then which should pay for a majority, if not all of my expenses. What I'm hoping for soon is to get a job (I repeat myself often on this blog don't I?), I'm handing out resumes tomorrow, I need to ask that one store again if they're hiring/for their number. Anyways, once I get a job I can actually budget correctly instead of using my made up numbers as I am now. If I calculated it right, on bare minimums alone in a worst case scenario I should have upwards of $1500 - $2000 saved up for my college life, I think that's pretty okay. If I really need to I can ask my parents, my grandparents, or my extended family for money. If I tell them I'm planning on becoming a doctor I'm sure they won't hesitate. Sigh...

I feel like I'm just sitting here waiting for my life to begin. Every day seems to be blending together. I'm waiting out the clock on Amanda, I texted her today because of the advice from Godless' comment (They help people, seriously give me your ideas). She seemed happy that I texted her, that or the voice I gave her in my head seemed overly bubbly. She couldn't come over today because she was busy with school work as I suspected so I shall continue my waiting until she is done school. Would it be wrong of me to ask when she's done her semester? Probably not. I might end up doing that when I text her next.

-Marz

That light at the end of the tunnel is looking more and more like a train.

Seriously? God, why do you pick on me?

So yeah, I'll allow the texts to speak for themselves.

Amanda: "So here is the deal, if we go to movies it will be only as friends that is it cause I have a lot of shit going on right now and I can't handle anything else ATM I am sorry."

Me: "=/ ouch..."

*pause for a few minutes while I discuss what to do next with Calvin*

Me: "So what time is good for you?"

Amanda: "6:55, and why did you say ouch?"

*another long pause and discussion. At this point half of my brain has shut down. The crushes I develop do this to me, but I know Calvin can half assed-ly steer me while alarms and sirens go off in the control centers in my brain*

Me (Calvin): "I said ouch cause I'm kinda hurt, I really like you and I've been in this situation before and it sucked. I actually wanted to pursue a relationship with you."

Amanda: "I didn't say that, I said that I can't right now"


*Pause, sporadic flashes of light from firefights are seen in my eyes as the defense mechanisms try to keep my depression and anger from taking over and destroying any sense of happiness*


Me (Calvin): "I just don't want to be stuck in limbo where I think we're going to get together and then we just don't."

Amanda: "kk, well how about this, we can see other people and then we will figure stuff out at a later date, because I am in a crunch month for school"

*Pause, blood is being mopped up from the corridors of my brain. The defense seems to have everything under control, I retain some semblance of happiness towards the situation at hand*

Me and Calvin (Aside): What is wrong with people and commitment?

Me: "Not to sound like a whiny bitch, but that's even worse. How about we just wait until after this month to start dating more?"

As I write this I don't have a response to that. This makes me worried. I just retexted her a "?" she usually responds after that. Sigh. I hate waiting.

Anyways. I should've known this was a crunch month, Aren't college kids done in April or something? I dunno. She is usually busy and stuff...but come on right? Just a couple days here and there, I don't ask for a lot. Hmm...I only have a problem, with the whole "seeing other people" because I know I'm not going to do anyone, but shes in college and I'm assuming would party a lot and therefore be exposed to drunk idiots. Basically I don't want her to find someone else. I've pretty much put all my eggs in one basket on this mostly because I've tried all my other options, she's my last chance until college or until I find someone through work maybe? Ugh I don't know.

Right now I'm thinking of this...I don't know what to call it anymore, if we're going as "just friends" I guess I can't call it a date, and I guess I can't kiss her. Do I still have to pay for her, if its a date I assume I have to, I'll have money for both of us either way. Sigh I don't enjoy being sad. I ask you, random internet people, is this normal? If you've read my post about my ex, is that situation normal? Is this becoming more and more prevalent in the new (i.e my) generation? What happened to just dating a girl you liked rather than dating 5 people while still hooking up with random people at parties?

I don't like this whole, casual sex, or what Calvin would call the next "free love" movement. I hate hippies first of all, and I love the aspect of monogamy. You give your body (read: naughty bits) to the person you love, you don't just give your mind/heart to them, you can give that to everybody, I'd rather you not give them your heart as well, but it never hurts to have a couple awesome friends that you really share your thoughts with. Sigh. I don't know anymore, I really hope college will be better for both finding some people (girls) that are like me and single because doing this right now without really any social interaction outside of my close friends (guys) its impossible.

The good news for the day I guess is that I'm handing out resumes tomorrow and probably still seeing that movie with whats her bitch. Hopefully I'll get a job within the next week or two, I can't stay cooped up in my room for the next 6 months I'll go insane.

You've turned off your targeting computer!

Well...I guess my Han and Chewie came to save me but not in the way I was hoping. I didn't end up going to see the movie with Amanda today like I was hoping, instead I forgot that I was supposed to have a special dinner with the family. Even if I didn't have the dinner I couldn't have made it. Our car was basically running on fumes (Another point for poverty). I managed however to spin this into another date possibly. I said I'd make it up to her by taking her to the movies on Tuesday, "it was so pimp. I even offered to pay for it". However, she said she doesn't know what she's doing that day, so she might end up having to work which would suck, cause I really wanna do it in a movie theater.

See a lot of the problem with Amanda is that she barely knows whats she's doing day to day, so its one of those 'make plans the day of' type of deals. I really hate that, I enjoy looking forward to things and I like making plans for those things, makes me feel at ease. What's a good time to try and make plans anyways? I guess sometime around the beginning of lunch? Morning is too early, and afternoon/evening is where the other vultures will get to her/she'll be at home. So yeah, I guess at lunch on Tuesday is when I'll ask if we're still on for that night.

Guess that's it...hmm, short update.

The Dead Zone

Well the good news is that I'm not bored anymore, because I'm at Calvin's house, which means I get someone to talk shit to which is basically the only thing I like doing with my friends, that and video games which we've got plenty of. The bad news is that he also lives in the country, and more country than I do, so he doesn't get any cell signal out here. Essentially that means I have limited access to talking to Amanda, although my need to talk to her is dwindling. I feel the urge to just say hi, other than that (i.e planning anything) I've kind of half given up on. This is because its just such a bitch to get out to my house and she's almost never at her house, I'll plan something with her soon though hopefully. That or get a job to take my mind off of being bored and to get some money rolling in.

I really don't have much to say here today... I'll try and be a bit more interesting tomorrow, maybe talk about the past a bit, don't count on it, I'm here till Thursday.

Just a city boy...

I really hate moving. I'm not moving now, but I've just moved. I moved to the country of all places, not quite the middle of nowhere, but definitely out of the fucking way for a lot of people I know. This means a lot of things to me, most of these things could be solved by having a drivers license, but my parents didn't take me to take the test early, then they went on strike (the license people) and the reason now is that we're broke as shit and can't pay for it.

Basically because I lack this crucial element of a social life I've been sitting at home, alone in my chair and feeling depressed. Usually my friend Calvin is here about 50% of the time, which is pretty sweet, it gives me a person to talk to. Otherwise I'd be talking to friends online, but a lot of them are assholes and avoid all contact online for whatever reason. Another reason I'm depressed because of all this is because I can't walk anywhere, that was my mode of transportation, when I was in the city if you asked me to walk across town I could and would, because it was free, fun, and easy. Now if I want to go somewhere, most likely the store or to hand out resumes, I have to ask my parents for a drive. The drive is about 10-15 minutes to get into town, and that's the crappy town. The actual city where I'd like to go everyday to see my friends is about an hour away. So this last move was one gigantic dump on me.

Now, this move doesn't really hamper my dad, it works for him. He's the reason we moved, his work is right by where we've moved. My mom used to own a spa but it was sucking the life force out of the entire family and she's now changed it so that its not in our house, thank fucking god for that. Some of you might think that my sister is in the same boat as me and hates the move, but she doesn't. She doesn't because her boyfriend (a serious relationship) has a car and a drivers license, so basically he can come visit, or drive her around, any time they want. Not to mention all of her friends are in college meaning she couldn't visit them even if she wanted to. However, my "girlfriend" (read: Amanda, who I've met less than the fingers on my hand and fucked once) isn't really good in terms of coming out to visit. I'm very out of the way for her and she's usually sleeping at friends house who are in town anyways, basically this limits me in my "alone time" with her. I'm very nervous when making moves around other people, when alone I'm fine and can probably talk the pants off a few people, otherwise I'm extremely shy and afraid of the judgements of others. This is why it took me about an hour to go over to Amanda when Calvin was in the room.

Now another reason I know I'm going to hate this move is because my birthday is coming up in a week. It'll be my 19th birthday. In other words, the birthday that allows me to finally get blitz in public/bars. I'm actually excited because my friends are coming over for that, which means I get to finally hang out with some of them. What I used to be excited for was the whole "going to bars" thing. Now...not so much, I can't exactly go to the bars and pick up chicks with no where to go. I've assumed that typically you go to the guys house to fuck when you fuck random strangers. Even if I went to the crappy town, the populace aren't exactly my type of people. They're either ugly, pot smokers, or both. I have nothing against pot. I have huge problems with pot heads, and obnoxious assholes who say "This would be so much better high", "This one time, I got so high...", "I'm sooooo fucking baked duuuuuude". I hate those people, and typically those are the stoners I'm going to find, those are teenagers in crap town. I can't even pick up the habit while I'm here. I plan to in college when I'm away from home, but my dad is strongly against it and I don't want to change his opinion while still under his roof. I'm basically alienated.

Of course, I can't do anything about any of these problems without money. My dad has finally gone back to work (his job is seasonal). Hopefully I'll get a job soon, I'm handing out more resumes on Tuesday, mostly gas stations and other big box stores, easily shit. I guess that's it.

My Parents and I

I think I have a pretty good relationship with my parents, if I have a problem I'll talk to them about it...they're probably third don't the list. First my friends, then my sister, then my parents. I know a lot of people including my friends don't even talk to their parents about anything. Today I got really excited, I was texting Amanda, and she was talking about how comfortable her bed was in comparison to mine and she said I should come over which was awesome to me. Not just because she wanted me over at her house, but that I was even going over to her house. See, my ex kept everything hidden, even from her parents. They don't know she's banged probably 8 guys, done a whole bunch of drugs, and failed high school. When her shit hits the fan, it'll hit hard. Anyways, I was all happy about being able to actually go over to the girls house for once, all I kept texting Amanda when we first started texting was you should come over soon, but I completely forgot that I could go over to her. I feel dumb thinking about it now.

Wow, that's quite the tangent. What was I talking about? My relationship to my parents, right. Anyways, I feel like I can talk about a lot of different problems with them, kind of personal shit sometimes. A lot of it is kind of just basic probing questions, although I ask them about their relationship and compare it to mine. This usually comes out fruitless because their whole system is just fucked up compared to what I'd want. See, my parents are high school sweethearts, so I can't exactly go up to my dad and say How do I meet/pick up girls? He's just as experienced as me. Anyways, I was talking to them about how to be charming, assuming this will attract girls. I'm raised off the internet in terms of sexual health and dating, the things at the top of all the lists are, Humor, Confidence, Charming. All of those blend into the one Casanova type hero I have yet to become. I think I have humor down and I'm just getting the hang of being confident. The only thing left on the list was Charming, so I'll go to my parents, my dad must have had something to help him get my mom and I know he's funny and confident, what makes him charming?

So I asked my mom, what is charming? She didn't quite answer me but gave me something. Women want to feel safe. That's why you see girls with all the muscle junkies and rich guys, the muscle junkies provide the feeling of physical safety, and the rich guys give the safety that only money can provide. She said, if I can make them feel safe then I'll have them.  You don't need to be a muscle bound jerk or rich to get girls, just look at your father. That made me feel good. Then I thought for a second, then I remembered something. Let me tell you about my dad. When he was getting together with my mom he had a car, he was fit, he had money, and he looked old enough to buy booze. What does that make you think of? To me, my dad was the Fonz when he was my age. I don't stand a chance, I still don't have a learners permit, I'm broke as shit (as is my family) and I'm fat. Now, I can fix all of those, but that takes some time and I'm actually taking the time to do it so suck it, but I wish my dad would have slapped me a bit and told me what I'd need to do to get what I want, knowing that what a teenage boy wants most is a girl.

When I get a son, that is what I will teach him, first to be a gentleman, or at least not a complete shithead. Second to take care of himself, physically, mentally, and monetarily. If he only has time for two, I'll give him the money. I plan to be wealthy as shit when I get older if nothing else because I've always hated being poor, months where we don't know if we can pay both the mortgage and the grocery bill. Where I can't go visit my friends because we don't have money for gas. I have to say that I love piracy, if not for piracy I would not be where I am in terms of sanity. The majority of my day is spent playing games, and I get sick of flash games pretty fast so the fact that I can download a game and play it somewhat on my shitty laptop is a blessing.

I leave with a quote from my dad about how to be charming.  
When a girl is talking to you and is telling you about stuff. Remember that stuff, they love that.