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Ah...
2012
unknownj
Thomas just reminded me of what a good game Half Life was.... Perhaps I should play it again this summer sometime - I've only ever played it through twice, on account of how it was so great the first time that I didn't want to spoil it. It was the only game I ever played that really felt so real, simply because the storyline and atmosphere were so engrossing. I remember coming downstairs at 3am some mornings (an activity I should talk about at some later date) and playing it from the time I got up until about noon. And I was really there - it was just so real. Anyway, yeah, I have a special connection to that game, just because... I dunno... playing it meant a lot to me, really...

Lately I've been downloading other MP3s than you might expect. I got a few B*Witched ones, a couple of Spice Girls songs I once liked, some Alice Deejay, and some Abba. Just because these are songs I listened to a few years ago, that I kinda miss. Among the Abba songs is "The Way Old Friends Do" - brings back a lot of memories that. I listen to that a lot when I was in The Golden Masque of Agamemnon. I remember it well - Lee Davern was Orestes, and I was Pylades - we had such a laugh doing that. The bit where we had to climb the scaffolding bit to escape the Furies - ah, weekend rehearsals for that kicked ass, just arsing about...

So good memories. Bad ones too - it's hard for me to think about Year 8 without thinking a bit about Jason. Poor lad... He was a really good friend to me, he and David - when my "friends" were being utter wankers to me, those two would hang out with me instead. We auditioned for the play together, went to rehearsals together when relevant.... Hmm... I still remember the girl they got to play his part. That felt so spooky - he'd practiced his lines with me only a few days before... well, put bluntly (I'm not in the mood for hints and trailing sentences), before he died. And then there was this girl, saying my friend's lines. Funny how upsetting something so seemingly small can be, eh...

Bah, I can remember the details too well for my liking. And I see the spot that it happened every single day I go to work. Hmm...

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