Chrono Trigger
I was (and probably still am) spoiled. I managed to convince my parents to get me a copy of Chrono Trigger when it was released in Japan. About six hours into the game, you get to the End of Time, where you meet Spekkio. To move the story along and learn magic, you have to walk around his room three times and then talk to him again. Of course, he tells you this. And of course, in the Japanese version, he tells you this in Japanese. I canǃÙt read that. Congratulations, youǃÙve ruined my life.
Final Fantasy 5
Beating this (in Japanese) was one of the great accomplishments of my life. Unfortunately, itǃÙs probably in the top five of things nobody cares about. Top three. So since fifth grade, all I get out of it is the chance to say that I did it. For a good amount of the game, locations and actions to progress the story are sort of obvious. But once the overworld opens up and the airship is available, itǃÙs pretty much hours and hours of wandering. Why didnǃÙt I get bored? Because I was able to listen to Bone Thugs ǃÚN HarmonyǃÙs smash hit Tha Crossroads probably the entire 74 hours. I made up the wackest lyrics in my head.
NBA Live ǃÚ95
One of the best games in the series, mostly because the title rhymed. I wasnǃÙt too interested in the game but I watched my brother enough to finally have the urge to play against him. So he set the game up. Remember, IǃÙm in third grade and itǃÙs my first time playing. I think the gameǃÙs about to start, then he pauses it and tweaks his roster and board crashing settings for fifteen minutes. Like itǃÙs real ass NBA Finals Game 7. Third grade. I did the right thing and told my mom. Then she did the right thing, skipping the eject button and ripping the cartridge from the Super NintendoǃÙs death grip. She continued by slamming, or slam-dunking it if you will, into the ground. Dan couldnǃÙt save after that. Congratulations, IǃÙve ruined your life.