I feel refreshed. It's ironic, given that trouble is brewing up once again.
My secrets? One is a quick game. Call of Duty does wonders when you feel like blowing up. Instead of screaming and throwing things around the house why not just take out your frustration on ones and zeroes?
It's safer and eminently satisfying; you blow stuff up AND THEN reload the level to blow stuff up AGAIN. The perfect headshot, the perfect missile lock, the cannon round right on target... all serve to sate a burning desire to let loose with all the fury locked inside.
Of course, if a first-person perspective seems too limiting, a wide plethora of strategy games -from Command and Conquer to World in Conflict- lets me cause destruction on a more massive scale. Artillery barrages, napalm strikes, cluster bombs, fuel-air explosives, nuclear weapons, ion cannons... The genocide of imaginary beings does wonders for a boiling temper.
When I was a child computers were still in their infancy; no Core 2 Duo powerhouses yet. I had to content myself with toys. I especially enjoyed playing with Lego blocks. I would build cities -whole cities with airports, roads, and skyscrapers- from UNO Stacko blocks and whatnot. The Lego blocks I form into bombs which I would promptly lob from across the room into the collection of towers.
But all those toys burned down with our house at Santa Ana years ago. What a shame. I could really use that kind of relief right now.
And that's one other secret: I recall memories of happier times. Why dwell on the stress of the present when you can relive a happier memory? Stress only serves to compound the problem, and dealing with it goes a long way towards solving the problem.
So I go back into the past. Like this afternoon. I was already well on the way into a bad mood. It was hot and I was on my way to UP to take care of an errand that I should have taken care of weeks ago. I was thinking that I should have just stayed at home, that I was just wasting money, that there would be no one at NISMED, all sorts of useless yet stressful stuff.
That all changed when I boarded the Katipunan jeepney for right there across the aisle smiling at me was the very last person I expected to see, much less meet, on the Katipunan route. The long trip to UP NISMED turned into a blur as we talked about school and whatnot; I even forgot about everything that I was worried about.
Here's the third secret: I write. I write about my day, my problems, my thoughts, my joys. You should try it; it's very relaxing to just let it all out on (electronic) pen and paper. There. I feel better now. Hahahaha.
My secrets? One is a quick game. Call of Duty does wonders when you feel like blowing up. Instead of screaming and throwing things around the house why not just take out your frustration on ones and zeroes?
It's safer and eminently satisfying; you blow stuff up AND THEN reload the level to blow stuff up AGAIN. The perfect headshot, the perfect missile lock, the cannon round right on target... all serve to sate a burning desire to let loose with all the fury locked inside.
Of course, if a first-person perspective seems too limiting, a wide plethora of strategy games -from Command and Conquer to World in Conflict- lets me cause destruction on a more massive scale. Artillery barrages, napalm strikes, cluster bombs, fuel-air explosives, nuclear weapons, ion cannons... The genocide of imaginary beings does wonders for a boiling temper.
When I was a child computers were still in their infancy; no Core 2 Duo powerhouses yet. I had to content myself with toys. I especially enjoyed playing with Lego blocks. I would build cities -whole cities with airports, roads, and skyscrapers- from UNO Stacko blocks and whatnot. The Lego blocks I form into bombs which I would promptly lob from across the room into the collection of towers.
But all those toys burned down with our house at Santa Ana years ago. What a shame. I could really use that kind of relief right now.
And that's one other secret: I recall memories of happier times. Why dwell on the stress of the present when you can relive a happier memory? Stress only serves to compound the problem, and dealing with it goes a long way towards solving the problem.
So I go back into the past. Like this afternoon. I was already well on the way into a bad mood. It was hot and I was on my way to UP to take care of an errand that I should have taken care of weeks ago. I was thinking that I should have just stayed at home, that I was just wasting money, that there would be no one at NISMED, all sorts of useless yet stressful stuff.
That all changed when I boarded the Katipunan jeepney for right there across the aisle smiling at me was the very last person I expected to see, much less meet, on the Katipunan route. The long trip to UP NISMED turned into a blur as we talked about school and whatnot; I even forgot about everything that I was worried about.
Here's the third secret: I write. I write about my day, my problems, my thoughts, my joys. You should try it; it's very relaxing to just let it all out on (electronic) pen and paper. There. I feel better now. Hahahaha.
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