Nerd Post: Skyrim review

In the beginning there was nothing, then my little brother showed me how to play Skyrim on his xbox 360.

So at fist I thought it was the best game ever, I'm admittedly not a super great player but it's still really fun. So there I was being awesome when I went down stairs to my older brother's room where he was playing Dark Souls. Now anyone familar with the two game will realize that Dark Souls is much, much harder and now I know that I'm a total "noob". Against real people I would be killed in a heart beat, which is why skyrim is for my little brother and I. Now, my little bro isn't bad, he's (much) better then I am, but he's not on the same level as my older brother. After witnessing Dark Souls I reevaluated Skyrim and decided it wasn't the greatest thing since sliced bread if you were a champ gamer, but if you kinda suck and you just want to play it because it's really fun, then go right ahead Skyrim is for you. If you want a real challenge so that you don't feel like you wasted your money on for 13 hours of fun, then you should get Dark Souls because that shit is nearly impossible to beat. It takes a lot more time and a lot more skill.

Guilt Trips

Years ago both of my parents took a trip to Europe, my siblings and I were all still to young to stay by ourselves for a week so my grandmother came to watch us. The first problem I have with my grandma is that she is always cleaning, always. Normal people would cheer her on and be glad it isn't them. I wold have too if she didn't insist on "cleaning" my room. I have different piles of clothes: dirty, clean, not technically clean but wearable again. She didnt know the difference and would move everything around and move stuff around so I couldn't find it later. I'm thankful to say that I'm a bit more organized now and even use *gasp* drawers. But then she was messing up a patient pending system. Now my brothers and I were all getting kinda fed up with the constant nagging about this and that. We were kids, we weren't very responsible. But one day when she told us to do something, I don't remember exactly what, we responded with our mom doesn't make us do that. This led to a whole guilt trip about how my grndma didn't have a mother and we were lucky and we take her for granted. All of which were true, but we were in elementary and middle school. I just hate it when someone tries to get you to do something by making you feel horrible.

To make matters worse she would do laundry and when she was seperating it into different peoples' stuff she held up mu underwear in front of both my brothers and they laughed at me. It was very tragic and I will never forget.

Gift Guilt

Don't you hatre when someone gets you something for no reason but you hate it. Well my grandma has a habit of doing this. Every now and then she gets something really awesome but most times it's clothes. Most of the clothes look like a grandma bought them, that doesn't work for a teenager. The main point is that my grandmother just bought me a new dress. It is made of a sundress material and is pretty light weight but it has these buttons at the bottom edge where you can button them and make it have this weird gathered ruffle part just at the bottom. That makes the dress go to just about the middle of my shins, if I undo the buttons it is ankle length. Now highschoolers don't really wear dresseslike this, some do, but not me. My idea was not to get rid of the dress but rather to hem it to a more desirable length, my mother got frusterated with me because she and my grandma spend a lot of time choosing this dress over some other ones..... I don't know what to say other then "I'm sorry you chose wrong?" I just want to trim it, and it was my grandma who bought my surger so I could hem things and she loves whne I sew and make things. In the end I'm not going to wear it like that so I don't understand why I can't fix it.

Now in the end she decided that if I wasn't going to wear it like that then I could fix it so here's the transformation:

Sorry about the messy room, it's a teen thing.

In the end it all worked ou though, my grandma called to say hello and my mom told her about it and when we talked she said she was glad I knew how to alter and fix things so I could fix clothes when I wanted to.