That’s funny.

It’s already two years now. Two years since the last.

And these two years had been incident-free. In that sense.

There was one thing. But it’s different. Very.

There’s no asking why; the answer’s pretty much straightforward.

Laid like red apples, on white canvases.

I simply didn’t talk.

And unsurprisingly;

It’s what that makes it matter.

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On a couple of side-notes (now yellow and Stick-It):

I’m back to a semester break and when put into perspective (by a late-night, accidental glance at a MSN private message), it’s the last semester break I’ll be having, for this course, at least. I doubt I’ll ever be in another course again so this is just as much as finale as the curtains drawn over the bowing actors.

Make the best out of it? Perhaps, haha…

It also opens up several new things to consider, but I’m not talking about that tonight. It wouldn’t quite fit. A better night would call for it, if it comes.

Ah, and there’s the matter of the new Prince of Persia game.

I like it. I don’t love it like I did with Sands of Time, but as far as this rebooting-of-the-series goes, it went on a beautiful, vastly joyous direction.

So, I heard there’s a sequel. Thank you.

Next stop, possibly, properly play Fallout 3.

And then there’s RE: Chain of Memories. And Persona 4.

For some reason, Christmas 2008 has been generous with games.

Yes, yes, I know; I have a final year project to complete and I’m way overdue. But golly, Christmas is soon. And there’s something about spirits and festivities and the universal agreement that a somewhat deprived gamer would get his games, no?

No?

What Christmas are you celebrating?