Like I said, my parents were right, I went to all of the events with a closed mind. I was prejudice in my thinking and overbearing in my attitude. I started, which seemed like a big step at the time, by going to my lobby. That’s right, by sitting down in Medlin’s lobby. The only reason I went though was because during our first dorm meeting, Bloom (RD) told us that they were going to put a Wii in the lobby with a copy of Super Smash Brothers Brawl. I credit my first group of friends to the worst Smash game ever.
It’s to be noted that there are five main Smash Bros. titles, the first one, “Super Smash Bros”, is fairly fun, right in the middle of my favorites. The next one, “Melee”, which is my absolute favorite. I’ve probably spent 1000+ hours on that game, which is something that I’m kinda not proud of. Then there’s “Brawl”, a slower, more boring version of Melee, the one I loathe. I’m not alone in this opinion because so many people across the nation hate it so much that they modded it to look and play more like Melee. This is called “Project M”, my second favorite entry. The last and newest version is called “Smash 4”, but I prefer the title, “Tr4sh”. But Brawl was still Smash, so I went out with my own controller to play with whoever was there. There I met people like Matt, Jeffery, Mason and Ryan. We forged camaraderie from throwing turnips and small aliens at each other, leading to the throwing of controllers. Good thing I didn’t start killing people and taking names from the beginning, because I would’ve gotten bored and gone back to my room, suffering from my withdrawal of “Cinderella and the Four Knights”, or craving for another fixture of low fiber but deathly high in sodium noodles. Losing at Smash made me stay and play even more, forming unsuspecting friendships in the process.
Beating people in Brawl, playing monopoly games that never finished and just hanging around in lobby became more and more tiresome. Think Patrick Dempsey’s Ronald Miller in the movie “Can’t Buy Love”. He hung out with some pretty cool kids in the beginning but all they did on Friday nights were playing cards and underaged drinking. They didn’t share his interests, he wanted to elevate himself, I shared the same sentiment. I still talk to them daily, we still play smash way too much, but even better, we play Melee.
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