The five most unforgettable moments of my life... so far... One would be When my niece was born and I went to the hospital that night day to see her for the first time and she just blew me away. The second was the day my grandma died and I knew I was never going to see her again. The third was the time I tripped over my shoelace in school, headfirst into a brick wall, scarring my forehead. The fouth was the time my sister didn't come home one night after she'd been to the pictures and we'd all thought something had happened to her and none of her friends knew where'd she'd gone and my mum thought she was in trouble... And the fifth... The time I knocked on my old friends door and when he answered it, Headbutted him because he was telling lies about me.
They all stick out in my head because of the pain involved, either physically or emotionally. Well not including seeing my niece for the first time. When my sister went missing my mother was petrified, she broke down in the kitchen and that really got to me. Even to this day I warn my sister that if she ever pulls anything like that again I'll kill her. Drastic I know, but necessary. When my grandma died, was one of the hardest things I've ever had to deal with. I went from seeing her everyday to being at her wake. Not knowing why all my family where together. I knew my nan was in the hospital, and she was ill. But I was young, I didn't get the concept of dying and not being here no more. Moving through all the people to try and find my mum so I could ask her when we were going to see her nan, to get the response that she wasn't here no more, and then she took my outside and she was talking to me, telling me about her going to heaven and how she was watching over me, and all that that comes with it, trying to stop me from being upset but to not effect. Even now when I'm alone and I'm sat there or lying down, I'll start contemplating life and it eventually leads back to those memories of that day and the days running up to it, trying to make sense of it all as it happened, and then i'll try to remember as much about her as I possibly can, which is not alot, it never is. I wear her wedding ring as I know it's something she cherished when she was alive, Never take it off.
Things have picked up since those days, and I haven't lost anyone in the longest time so I can't complain. Just something that happens to everyone in the end, we're all going to die, and people are going to be hurt by it.
So I played Assassin's Creed for 12hours last night. I was tired from the moment I started, but I ignored that and just went at the game. I love it, still. I've not long woke up so I'm doing this first. I started by doing all the mini-missions, saving citizens, scoping out the city from the highest buildings, pickpocketing and beating people for interrogation. And then continued to kill who I was needing to kill. Alot of my time was spent on roof tops, sneaking up behind gaurds and then pushing them off, never gets old.
Today I'm gonna play until I head out and then come back and play some more before I jump over to Gears. If I manage to get in that is. The way I see it it's first come first serve, and since it was mine and Cookie's idea I think my slot should be garaunteed. No one was playing Gears before this got brought up so no jumping in at the last seconds people.
Okay, to Assassin's Creed.