Alright, thanks to my one of my best friends, Zach Fields, who is my next door neighbor I am addicted to Fallout 3! The game is just F****** amazing, from watching Fields play it I saw how to go about the game. I already in my mind start thinking of what I was going to do before I even got the game. It's a post apocalypse game and you were born in a Vault, which is an underground base to stay safe from the war and radiation. I believe the game is based in 2060 or so. Your father escapes the vault and goes into the wasteland; the game sends you out there to find him. You encounter aleins, mutants, zombies, raiders, built towns and villages. Your Karma is based on how you are. If you take the evil way of doing everything, such as path of destruction, stealing, and killing everyone and anyone. One of the towns u first encounter is a place called Megaton, named after the giant nuke sitting in the middle of town, u can decide to blow it up or diarm it. A game highly recommended!!!! A++++
As you can tell my name is obviously long as can be. I am not royalty though i wish i was, but i am italian. Since i was little i grew up a Cardinals fan, listening to KSHE95, and playing sports. I played football, basketball, and baseball throughout my high school career. I live in chester with my grandparents right across the street from the football field. Huge video game head, still have all the old nintendo systems hooked up and still play them.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Accident Prone
I swear since I was a baby I’ve been dropped on my head. Throughout my life I have always gotten hurt or hurt myself. First one I can really remember is when I was, lets say 8 or 9, me and some friends were playing backyard football. I was playing quarterback and I ran for the first down sliding, as the NFL players do. Well I sliced my left knee on a rock, grandma had to take me to the emergency room and had 15 stitches. Next that comes to mind is when I was 10 I was riding my bike. O yeah I can see all of you reading this and thinking what the heck am I going to do now? Well to add to me plus the bike, it didn’t have any brakes on it. So me plus bike plus no brakes equals disaster. When I wrecked I bounce my right forearm on the curb of the pavement and blood was dripping everywhere. Instant tears, because of a hug gash in my arm that you could see down the bone. Well this time I was with a babysitter, my mom’s best friend, and she called my mom and rushed me to, you could’ve guess it the ER. I left the hospital with 18 stitches in my arm this time.
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