I like playing WoW for the following reasons:
It's cheap. You know how much dinner and a movie costs for 2 people? About $40. And that's for...4 hours of entertainment, tops.
It's fun. There are things to DO in game. Quests, farming, flying around...
Socializing! Friends from all around the country. Families who play WoW.
So why do people who sit and watch television for three hours every night before bed feel the need to rain on my parade? What is so perfect and wonderful about your hobbies that mine is not as good as yours? Is it because all of mine is digital? Intangible?
I have intellectual hobbies and I have relaxing hobbies. Writing, gardening, cooking, and reading are my intellectual hobbies, and WoW is my relaxing hobby. Bubble baths. Hot showers. Jogging, walking, hiking, visiting state parks (when I have money) and working out.
When I get home from work every day, all I want to do is shower and do what the F#$@ *I* want to do.
I'm single. I have many friends. I visit these friends.
I'll probably be UNFORTUNATELY having to move to Houston to get a better job and stay with my *UGH* aunt.
This aunt is superficial, too concerned with what other people thing about her, too worried about what people might say, too materialistic, a pessimist, a worry wart, a social butterfly, a drama queen, someone who blows things out of proportion, and will probably hold her tv watching, movie watching, money blowing (on dinners/alcohol) as a "better" hobby than mine.
I like to work out in the morning. She likes to work out in the evening. I get my shit done early. If she forces me to go waste my time in the evening, time that *I* earned by working some shit office job, I will be thoroughly pissed.
On top of that, the internet in Houston is cable and B-L-O-Ws.
I like my WoW hobby. When I get home from work, I get to do what *I* want to do, because I earned it all day. Sure, I'll clean, but for the most part I'm a SMART person who washes dishes immediately after dinner. Wednesday and Thursday evenings, I will be in my room, doing what I earned the time to do.
And if anyone gives me any shit for it, I will immediately move back to to my old town. Or home.
On top of that, she basically insinuated that if I don't get back into University this summer (I will) to finish my last class (1 class left for my degree, and it's not required) that I'm going to be a loser working in an office, and that I'll have to be a "secretary" as if that's a terrible job. It's a great job, to be honest. To all the secretaries out there, keep on keepin' on.
I'm pretty infuriated with my aunt right now, and I know if I move to Houston, I'll be stuck with some superficial obsessed crazy fifty year old who wants to micromanage every aspect of MY life. I'm 25. All I want is a place to sleep for 6 months where I can go to work, come home, and do MY shit until my university says yes. Then I'll be in my old town.
I just have to make it until May. I hope I last that long.
And if they say no, well, fuck 'em, I'll just move to Michigan.
So, what do I say to my aunt IF I have to go to the shittastic, nasty, smoggy, people-crowded, ARMPIT of TEXAS called Houston?