Life is like.....

Results of meditations of a stressed out IT guy. Here we go....

Life is like Super Mario. You jump head-first into question marks, and various things happen. Sometimes you get nothing. Sometimes you get things that will force you to grow. Sometimes you get things that will empower you, often by setting you aflame, after which you'll be spitting fire at anything and everything for as long as you can. Sometimes you'll come upon a star. You will feel invincible for a while, as if the world can do you no harm. But unfortunately, that feeling wouldn't last. Sometimes you'll hit things that would threaten to take away everything you've worked so hard for, making you feel small. And in very rare occasions you'll find an extra life, which is really nothing more than the stuffs that forces you to grow, only in a different color. You run like the wind, you jump into the clouds, you climb dodgy veins into the sky, you walk through sewers, you swim in deadly oceans, you jump over sea of fire, but sometimes in the end the princess is in another castle. And life goes on.

Life is like Counter Strike. Sometimes no matter who you run with, no matter how deadly you're packing, you'll still get knocked out by a guy sitting calmly far away waiting to take shots at poor little buggers like you. Repeatedly.

Life is like Left4Dead. Yes you're not alone, but sometimes the sheer idiocy of others around you make you wish or feel that you're alone. And the enemies aren't much better. The fat ones will tell the smaller ones all about you and set them to gang you up. The small ones backstab you, or simply jump on you and try to get you to go where they want you to go. Sometimes everything makes you feel that your best friend is a shotgun.

Life is like Tower Defense. You face onslaught after onslaught, and because they get harder everytime you think you're making progress. One day the biggest onslaught comes, and you slay them too. And then.... nothing. In the illusion of making progress, you've lost sight that all you've been doing all these times were just surviving, an utter waste of time.

Life is like Fear. You're not the only one with ghosts from your past haunting you, but a lot of the times you're the one who has to clean up after other people's mess. And yours. At the same time. Repeatedly.

Life is like Fight Night. It feels good imagining beating the crap out of your problems, but when all is said and done, it's all only in your head. You haven't knocked down anybody yet.

Life is like Sudoku. We spend a lot of time trying to fit everything in without anybody stepping on anybody else's toes. But most of the time nothing ever goes that smooth. People will go into each other's rows, including yours, and make things uncomfortable for everyone.

Life is like Shadow of the Collosus. Sometimes the world feels barren and empty. You're fired up because you got a loved one to rescue. You braved loneliness and talking to animals to defeat the demons in your life. You think that when they're all defeated, your princess will wake up and everything will be sweet. Little did you know, spending so much time fighting your demons might turn you into one yourself.

Last but not least, life is like The Secret of Monkey Island. Sometimes, the solution to everything, that one key to banish the ghosts of your past, is just a good root beer.