yesterday i was a at plaza sing.
and i was just killing some time after meeting polar.
happened to just be wandering around some random shops.
and then i came to this one shop:
gaming era.
and then i saw it.
i saw the ps3.
not a ps3.
mind you,
not "a" ps3.
not "A" mere ps3.
no.
not any of the above.
i saw THE ps3.
the same one that i set my eyes upon many months ago.
this was
"THE" ps3.
this was the ps3 whose existence was enough to give it its significance.
other ps3's, other MEDIOCRE ps3's(though this is ironic because in themselves, "mediocre" ps3's were in no way "mediocre" at all) had their significance in games. had their significance in "A" game.
other ps3's existed so that mgs4 could be played on them.
ah, but this ps3.
this was different.
this ps3 existed simply so it could exist.
this ps3 existed simply so that fanboys, aye, crazy fanatics, like myself could drool buckets just staring at it.
this was the mgs4 ps3.
the HIGHLY COVETED mgs4 ps3.
though not as highly coveted as
THE HIGHLY COVETED MGS4 PS3(that one is out of the reach of mere peons such as myself)
this was the very limited edition, very beautiful, very under powered, very desirable, very over-priced ps3....
...that i wanted.
that i almost got.
that i decided not to get.
because my money can be better spent elsewhere(or so i try to convince myself)
..........maybe next time i get.
haha.