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oh my, slumber was the only medicine for me, after killing many a giant rat, man-eating plants and whatnot in the dwarven mines of Ehb.
but alas, though i have ventured deep, i could not find the brother of my dear dwarf companion, Torg.
not to worry, my brave heroes and i will not give up. Krug are no match for my mages, archers and swordsmen. (that's because i have cheats for invincibility and max stats...)

what the heck am i talking about, u ask?
it's my new addiction. say hello to Dungeon Seige: Legends Of Aranna.

ok, so maybe certain parts like the Crypts and the glitterdlive-underpass thingy gave me the heebie jeebies, but overall it's pretty fun. (ESPECIALLY when you have friggin' cheats and set the difficulty level to "hard"...)

played it as soon as i settled down after coming back from tuition this afternoon.
i gave up looking for the damn dwarf and plonked on m'bed at around five.
woke up at seven.
i'm so wasted, indeed i am.
and exhausted, too.

cuz i slept at two last night watching numb3rs with my Aunt.
(slept over @ granny's house. yayyyy.)
which reminds me,
last night my lil bro called and he was all weepy and sad.
he said he MISSED me.
i was surprised, and, well, *kinda* touched.

yeesh. you'd think he'd be happy if i ain't @ home for once.
eh well.
seeing Jennie off @ the airport tomorrow inshaAllah. woot.

haha. till next time everybody.
Zaffie~

let not winter live in your heart; 3:21 AM

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