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Ten years ago today, The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time was released for the N64. I remember ten years ago quite clearly when I think about it. I knew I was going to get the game for Christmas, and so I went out of my way to isolate myself from this game for a month. I did not play it, when my friends were raving about it, I didn't read a single review of it or even drool over screenshots in Nintendo Power and the like. I wanted Christmas morning (and indeed the whole day) to be nothing but awesome 3D Zelda goodness, and it was. But more than the game, right now I'm thinking of the times I spent with my friends, memories of events long past, Halloweens made of sugar-fueled madness and nights spent at friends' houses, which in retrospect were probably the most fun I've had thusfar in my life, and in a sense the high point of my life up to now. The fact that I can remember something that happened ten years ago is something I've only experienced in this way one time before, two years ago, on the tenth anniversary of the Atlanta Olympic Parks bombings. It makes be feel old, although I'm only twenty-two, and not really that old at all. But it does remind me (as if I need a reminder) of my mantra of late: Time passes. And nothing can change this.
In an unrelated note, I bought a LEGO set from Bricklink earlier this week, 6285 - Black Seas Barracuda, and it's fucking awesome.
In an unrelated note, I bought a LEGO set from Bricklink earlier this week, 6285 - Black Seas Barracuda, and it's fucking awesome.