Raining Blood on Guitar Hero III reminded me of a high school crush. I had this urge to call but instead I just checked out her myspace.
My sophomore year I would go out of my way to walk past her during the five-minute period between classes. We started talking when she came up to me and told me how rad my outfit was. It was a dress that I (and this is totally for real) designed and sewed specifically because I thought she would like it and wore it one day I knew I would pass her in the hall. It was super heinous. Florescent orange and green polka dotted mushrooms with an empire waist. Trimmed with snow-white fake fur. We used to cruise strip malls in her Honda and she would always be blasting Slayer.