Nothing in particular
Dear Diary,
It so often that we all look into the past to see if the path ahead of us is the journey we must take. Having perused through rows and rows of old journal entries I personally kept, it didn't occur to me how much more mundane I am right now. I've always kept my old past well hidden, as if it is some obnoxious skin disease nobody dare to see. But it wouldn't be fair now would it? To most people my past skipped a whole year, back when I was just a mere Quality Assurance Game Tester at Vivendi. Like the thrashing of the sea in a violent raging storm, the secrets that lie deep within the oblivious coral reef will eventually reach up high above the heavens where light shines for all to see.
Having dipped myself into my old pool of memories...Life back then was not as bad as I thought it was, fact to the matter is, I feel envious of my old self. If there is one I am particularly fond of, is when I have given someone a chance to realize her dreams. So before I went to Mexico to pursue my reckless ambition, I have given someone the wisdom in the ways of game development. She was someone who was so into games that she wished to partake into our devious plot to destroy the corporate world that is eating away game development.
During my hobo days of researching and bickering well beyond the days of Quality Assurance life, I felt that I needed to further develop my abilities in game development. So there came Paparatata, a game at first was simply to show myself that I have not dulled over time. But soon afterwards, motivation came to a complete stopping halt. There was a total lost of interest...So there you have it, my first attempt in indie game development alone. But of course, game development is nothing like writing a novel or being in a rock band. There is no way I can do everything alone and for the first time in my life, I felt weak and I needed someone, I was sick of being alone.
So there came to be the birth of the organization known as Xibalba Studios (www.xibalbastudios.com). That was the very reason it exists now. I needed people and what better way than another person willing to join my cause. So there came the world of Xibalba Studios, it was pretty much my own doing, and so it is still here breathing and waiting for its master to return. It's always fun to see how far the rolling stone goes.
But there is another story of what came about the birth of Xibalba Studios, because I feel like I should write it now before it destroys my heart. So it came to be that this girl out of nowhere is so willing to learn the ways of game development. I didn’t care much at first, because my sole goal is to destroy the world of corporate game development. I still needed more people.
Then there came someone, someone who was an avid gamer most of her life. Like Alice in Wonderland who stumbled upon the rabbit hole. She wanted to go beyond what she knew and travel to the unknown to learn Game Development. She was originally from Peru and she is French in nationality. She hardly spoke English but throughout her time with us, she eventually learned the English language. Quite an astonishing feat I thought. I didn’t care much at first, but little by little she was persistent.
That was when I realized that my abilities go far beyond realizing my visions and how it goes far beyond self fulfillment. I wanted to share this ability to someone, so that they too turn their dreams to reality. This has become my sudden goal in life. Somehow, Xibalba Studios wasn’t as much important.
I have doubted her at first, knowing she would give up the next day or so, but she persisted. I have given her lessons to occupy her, while I ponder the next move for the company. A person with this much dedication was a great asset for me, as my emotional burden back then was overwhelmed by uncertainty and fleeting motivation.
In the end, to have given someone the courage to realize her own dream, that is something that I can always look back and be proud of. I feel grateful to have shared my knowledge and passion to someone who can digest it with all her heart.
Why am I writing this?
It so often that we all look into the past to see if the path ahead of us is the journey we must take. Having perused through rows and rows of old journal entries I personally kept, it didn't occur to me how much more mundane I am right now. I've always kept my old past well hidden, as if it is some obnoxious skin disease nobody dare to see. But it wouldn't be fair now would it? To most people my past skipped a whole year, back when I was just a mere Quality Assurance Game Tester at Vivendi. Like the thrashing of the sea in a violent raging storm, the secrets that lie deep within the oblivious coral reef will eventually reach up high above the heavens where light shines for all to see.
Having dipped myself into my old pool of memories...Life back then was not as bad as I thought it was, fact to the matter is, I feel envious of my old self. If there is one I am particularly fond of, is when I have given someone a chance to realize her dreams. So before I went to Mexico to pursue my reckless ambition, I have given someone the wisdom in the ways of game development. She was someone who was so into games that she wished to partake into our devious plot to destroy the corporate world that is eating away game development.
During my hobo days of researching and bickering well beyond the days of Quality Assurance life, I felt that I needed to further develop my abilities in game development. So there came Paparatata, a game at first was simply to show myself that I have not dulled over time. But soon afterwards, motivation came to a complete stopping halt. There was a total lost of interest...So there you have it, my first attempt in indie game development alone. But of course, game development is nothing like writing a novel or being in a rock band. There is no way I can do everything alone and for the first time in my life, I felt weak and I needed someone, I was sick of being alone.
So there came to be the birth of the organization known as Xibalba Studios (www.xibalbastudios.com). That was the very reason it exists now. I needed people and what better way than another person willing to join my cause. So there came the world of Xibalba Studios, it was pretty much my own doing, and so it is still here breathing and waiting for its master to return. It's always fun to see how far the rolling stone goes.
But there is another story of what came about the birth of Xibalba Studios, because I feel like I should write it now before it destroys my heart. So it came to be that this girl out of nowhere is so willing to learn the ways of game development. I didn’t care much at first, because my sole goal is to destroy the world of corporate game development. I still needed more people.
Then there came someone, someone who was an avid gamer most of her life. Like Alice in Wonderland who stumbled upon the rabbit hole. She wanted to go beyond what she knew and travel to the unknown to learn Game Development. She was originally from Peru and she is French in nationality. She hardly spoke English but throughout her time with us, she eventually learned the English language. Quite an astonishing feat I thought. I didn’t care much at first, but little by little she was persistent.
That was when I realized that my abilities go far beyond realizing my visions and how it goes far beyond self fulfillment. I wanted to share this ability to someone, so that they too turn their dreams to reality. This has become my sudden goal in life. Somehow, Xibalba Studios wasn’t as much important.
I have doubted her at first, knowing she would give up the next day or so, but she persisted. I have given her lessons to occupy her, while I ponder the next move for the company. A person with this much dedication was a great asset for me, as my emotional burden back then was overwhelmed by uncertainty and fleeting motivation.
In the end, to have given someone the courage to realize her own dream, that is something that I can always look back and be proud of. I feel grateful to have shared my knowledge and passion to someone who can digest it with all her heart.
Why am I writing this?