by guest author Eva (the Girlie)
In light of the recent release of the latest generation of console systems, I have been asked to author this post.
I've been playing video games ever since I was little, stealing time on my cousin's NES or borrowing my younger brother's Game Boy, sometimes even getting a turn or two in on his Sega Genesis. But I never had a system to call my own.
The year I left for Japan, for a year-long exchange program in Tochigi Prefecture, my mother gave me a Game Boy Pocket along with a copy of Pokemon Red to keep me occupied on the 15+ hour smoking-acceptable plane ride (note: NEVER fly Malaysia Airlines). I spent the year leveling up and "catching them all."
It wasn't until I got my own place several years later, however, that it finally dawned on me that I could buy my own system and not wait any longer for someone else to get the hint. I did my research on the three current systems and finally decided on the Nintendo Gamecube. Not only was it the cheapest one out there, I also still had a bit of lingering brand loyalty to the Nintendo name left over from my NES/Game Boy days.
My slow descent into madness began with this Gamecube. On occasion, I was known to stay up until four in the morning trying to grow rare vegetables or sailing the high seas and collecting rupees. Soon I was prowling eBay, in search of classic consoles and deals on games unavailable in the US. My entertainment center grew to grudgingly include a Playstation 2 (great system, but I am not the biggest Sony fan).
Currently, my collection is six consoles strong, ten if you count handhelds like my Game Boy and the Nintendo DS. The latest additions are an XBox 360 (not the most girl-friendly system out there, but entertaining nonetheless) and a Wii, the most accessible console in years.
I'm going to have to cut it short here. I could go on like this forever, as I'm sure you can tell. Maybe next time we can get into my favorite genre: Rhythm Games!