Blog entries categorized under Virtual Worlds
When you say it's your "last" time,
be it lapping in world, or even with some things in real life,
that "last" time would be so great.
You would want to do it again and say, "Ok, one more time!"
And then it would be better, and do it again.
Until you finally realize, you have at least ten "last" times.
A few days back, I would crash upon turning the computer on. Nothing would be running as of yet but the YM, which was on StartUp, and then it would be instantly followed by the black screen. Tons of messages would appear in white font, which reminded of the old computers back then. It was too long, and too fast for me to read, and then it would redirect to the options of Safe Mode, blah blah, or Start Windows Normally.
my eyes flew wide open from a dream
awakening to a dark, gloomy room
enveloped by the shadows of the hour
the rain pitter-pattering from the outside
enticing my eyes to shut once again
it was just a dream
no matter how wonderful it was
it was only a dream
First grader little Nyllone went home from school crying. Mom got worried thinking Ny got into a fight. When asked what happened, Ny replied, "They said my hair is not black." Ny's mom started laughing.
At some point in our lives, we have to choose between two evils. And of course, it makes sense that we choose the lesser evil.
Nyllone spawned last May 18, 2008 and have recently turned one in There. When I registered in There, I didn't know what to expect. There was my first and only virtual world then. And I was instantly hooked.
This morning, I woke up skipping beats. I know I feel sad, and I feel like crying. Perhaps because I know it is Mother's Day and the past few days I've been really really missing my Mom.
My niece and I were sitting on the couch when all of a sudden there's this unsatiated pang that I wanted to see Mom. Of course, my niece was taken aback since we were having fun, horsing around, and bam! I suddenly said, "I miss Mom!" She stopped, with gaped jaw, and from the look in her eyes there was confusion. "Why?" She managed to ask. "I don't know. Maybe because I haven't seen her for years..." The look of confusion was replaced by a knowing sadness that I avoided to see. That I looked away for a while to hold back tears. God, I miss Mom.
I went to greet Whitelines, who was on duty in Fisher as well, until a new member came to chat with me. While chatting with the newbie, I heard someone saying, "Hey you! Your name and password!" "Hey you! Your name and password!" "Yes, your name and password!" I was like :O. Someone could be coercing the newbie to tell him the name and password!
what is left
but a constant faithful smile
despite a broken spirit
Below is an unpublished article for the Simply Ny column in The Voice, written before I took a break late last year.
I’ve read about people leaving game in emails, stating why they are leaving game. Usually it’s a conflict in RL that makes one leave game. Sometimes, it’s the drama in There that makes one log off for good. I’ve heard people clearing up their inventories, putting everything up in auctions. All must go. Player is leaving game.