Remember the bosses in the Zelda games? Like the baddies in those caves. They swung stuff or shot stuff at you, and you hopefully made it through the dungeon with full hearts so you could shoot your sword of power or whatever at them. You would have to wait for them to be done with their routine of deathly killing, and for just a moment, you could take a break from running away, shoot at them, and then go back to playing defense. Invariably you would get hit, and then you would have to either use special whatnots or just melee attack the thing, swinging your sword with no regard to how much you got hurt back.
But mostly, you avoided the boss's attacks.
That's the closest simile I can make to being an EE student.
At the end, I've been told, there is a princess.
As i've grown up, i've realized that i can't trust anything to memory- moments, events, and especially the unspoken thoughts of my mind slip away easier than 10w-30. This blog isn't about me talking to the nameless nothingness of the internet. It's about being available for me to stumble upon if i ever forget who i am.
No comments:
Post a Comment