My Beef With LOL
Ok so I was introduced to this game when I started my freshman year of college. All the guys in the boys dorm would sit in the lobby and play for days. Like I don’t even think they got up to pee. This seems harmless enough but I must draw the line somewhere.
You see after the first couple of weeks of dorm life my roommate started dating one of these gamers. It started innocently enough. They went to football games together and spent a lot of time together. Then he decided to teach her how to play the game. Alright, That’s cool, he wanted to share that with her. I understand. Whatever.
But then she took it to a whole new level.She began playing non-stop. She would always be in the boys dorm playing with them and then when she got the hang of the game she would always be in our room playing the game. Now I’m not completely unreasonable. I adjusted to her ridiculous clicking and heavy breathing when the game would become more intense. It was a little unnerving when I slept but I got over it for the sake of peacefulness.
However she didn’t stop here. She started making friends through this game. They were from all over Australia and some from America. This is when she invested in a headset. They played the game with each other while skyping each other so they could stratigize and work towards a better game. Ok I can handle this when I’m goofing around on the internet or eating ramen, but when it comes to studying and sleeping, I have a problem with her screaming at her laptop interrupting my life.
The whole situation upset me. There were times she told me to stop playing my ukulele while she was playing her game because it “annoyed” her. Or times I made her food because she was too attached to get up for days. The room became her place. Not ours. It wasn’t fair and eventually I went crazy. I threatened to set her laptop on fire. I had pleasant dreams of choking her with the cord. And I am not usually violent. I started blaming the game for taking my roommate and turning her into a zombie nerd-face.
I eventually had to set ground rules saying that if I’m sleeping or trying to she needs to leave. I can’t sleep anywhere else but she can very well go somewhere else and play her game until 8 o’ clock in the morning. We still tiffed about what times were acceptable for her to come back and blah but we did manage to make it through the whole year.
I think if we hadn’t lived together we would have been good friends. We are kind of friends now but the amount we got on each others nerves (and I’m sure I got on hers) ruined our chances. I’m sure that that’s similar with all roommates. Living in a shoe box with another person is bound to raise problems. And those problems stay with you forever. And make you shudder for the rest of your life.
Wow. I am moved by this. I found this very informative. League of Legends is a plague. It consumes everyone that is recruited to it. It even took my bf. I resisted and I will never fall for that shitty game.