Apr 21, 2009 22:35
You'll never guess what a twat I was this evening. Seriously, try, you won't.
Level 10 I was up to, Sunnydale Mall, the furthest I have ever gotten on a Playstation game. I have the attention span of a dying gnat sometimes so I tend to switch games when they get hard and go back to them a few months later - so I'm basically on the low levels of all my games. But not this one, no, this is Buffy, this one I wasn't giving up on, this one I have spent the last couple of months busting my arse to complete...
And I was nearly there. Only three more levels to go. I'd beaten Adam damnit, just two days ago and that was a good day for me, it was hard (for me) and I felt proud and then two days later... just forty-eight hours after that joyous moment...
I misread the message on the screen because I wasn't paying it due care and attention and pressed save at the wrong time and...
It's... all... gone!!!
I cried. There weren't any tears, but there was sobbing. Loud over-dramatic sobbing that did nothing to make me feel better.
I suck! And I am not happy.
Level 10!!! And now I'm back to level 1. And it all happened in the blink of an eye. I think its at least as painful as that time I lost all those thousands of words of Damned. It may even be a little worse, 'cause the thought of coming up against Adam again. Or Kakistos, or even Anyanka... Okay, I'm gonna go cry some more.
I managed to finish level 3 again tonight, so at least I've made a start, but every time I think about the road ahead I want to curl into a rocking ball to hide from Adam.
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