After months of planning and extensive work, this is the result. Not much to look at or even a very good skin.
But you gotta admit. Its pretty awesome.
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See the marketplace in old Algiers. Send me photographs and souvenirs.
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"Mid 2006(See future post labelled 2002 for details).
10 years after events. Guess its the same grind. Starting to hate this. I never asked for St Patrick's! I hate this. I'm being bullied. I'm being spat on. I'm getting screwed over by my own comrades. At this point, life can't get any lower. Faye's missing off the face of the earth. Who's with me now? I don't have any friends. Fiona's not around. Brittany has turned on me. Sara's gone. Let's not even START about Monika. They guys are all the same. One turns the rest follow. Like a school of fish, I'm the odd one out an no one is going to help me. I should kill myself.
What the hell. Maybe I will. Maybe I'll just run and hide. I can escape Singapore. If I'm willing to die, I'm willing to run. I'll go find Christian in Canada or Garry in Sydney and I'll just bunk in and take a rest. One more. One more rest. I'll play my heart out for the afternoon. I'll kick myself awake in the night. Today. 3rd of July 2005. Fuck the world. My bag got packed around 2pm. Small knives, a bit of snacks, some money, first aid kit. How long will I last? Don't know. I'll buy a map later. My phone will go. Mum and Dad won't miss me. After all. I have no drive to make them proud. Why should I? I HATE what they done for me. Till today, 2007, I made up my mind, I'll never let my parents choose my path for me. It me. All the way. I may make the wrong choice. But its the wrong choice I'll enjoy.
I took a long nap. Very long. I hear voices in my head telling me my plan would not work. Conscience. This was different now. There was an increasingly loud thought. 5 people? Code "Amicira"
I'm all set. Time to leave a note for Christian. I told him. He ensures I know what I'm doing. This obviously isn't easy. I need a waterproof bag. He can only nod and agree. Ah wait. I got an idea. Sounds crazy. But what the hell. Play MapleStory! At this point, nothing matters. Study, gaming? No difference to me. I'll move. I'll go work at a 7-11 like Monika. Then we can have some twisted life,scanning stuff and cleaning the Slurpee machine. After all. April and Mallory owe me. I'll get protected in Australia, Gold Coast and Perth.
Dammit. I have to resign up for AsiaSoft. What the hell happened to my old account anyway. Lost it all. That sucks. Doesn't matter I'll just resign up. What to play? Assassin. Always. I'll be honest at this point on. Very honest.
Starting off in Aquila. Always takes so long to sign in. Come on. LOAD! Gee. If I wanna die, I wanna die happy! Not waiting for a game to load.
Finally. Kill a few snails. Get some cash. Kill stuff. Level. Leave in the night. Perfect plan? Unfortunately I didn't factor in the "random chaos event" possibilty. What IS a "random chaos event?". It is when something that affects the normal course of life actions is brought into the world before it is due or if it was never supposed to happen. This causes a rift and space in the natural course. Normal scripted ideals would not affect the normal plan."