I've been playing a game called Sims2. I'm not obsessive, but I'm terribly fond of its textures and..despite it's mundane premise, it's actually quite entertaining. Who knew that playing god was so much fun? It's especially fun to have them set their house on fire. However, this post isn't about my love for flame (which actually scares me in real life).
Everytime I play Sims2, I wonder why life can't be more like a video game. It would be much more simpler. Relationships are easier and can be broken down in 1's and 0's. Even fitness is easier: you work out for a day and you can go from tubby to poster boy for Gold's Gym. I work out and I'm still not skinny. What's wrong with the world?
Also, aspirations in life are easier. From the time of teenage-hood, you're already on your career path and, as long as you know at least 10 friends, you can practically become a CEO! Now, I know 10 people rather well, but none of them are going to help me in my road to be...well, whatever it is I'll be when I graduate. Not only do I not know my own career, but I'm not sure what I aspire to be. My current aspiration is to be able to fit into my pants. I'm sure Sonic the Hedgehog never had to worry about such mundane aspirations.
You know what else? In video games, there's no such thing as PMS. And you get pregnant by calling the stork. How convenient is that?
But no, our lives have to be chaotic, inconvenient, and full of too many choices and possibilities.
I've been asked several times how on earth can I stand playing a game that's like real life. And it's very simple. Because sometimes its the life I wish I had. Complete with heroes who believe in what they fight and a happy ending.
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