Hey all, I wanted to post yesterday but apologies... I was so dead tired and exhausted after Sunday's ordeal that I just dropped everything and slept for a full 10 hours until this morning, in time for school. I don't know when the last time was that I slept for so long before a school day. More on that later.

WoTLK is finally out! I went down on Friday after school to pick up the game at launch site. I didn't really know what to expect when I got there, but I honestly didn't expect what I was met with. 1.5km long queue? Nope. The entrance had a queue sticking out of it, so I was like "Ok, that's pretty normal right, it's Singapore..." and the queue wound around a corner. I go around a corner - wow, there's still a queue? Keep walking down, turning corners... After turning about 10 corners and snaking around the back-ways of clarke quay, I sort of gave up and just kept walking. And walking. All the way to the start of the queue. I ended up queuing for about two hours, but it wasn't so bad somehow. Maybe the atmosphere was pretty good, everyone was pretty cool about it... Though it was sort of funny seeing people's reactions as they rounded the bends up as they followed the queue from the entrance. Most wore shocked expressions, others cursing under their breath. What I found was interesting was the guy:girl ratio, which was really low (about 10 guys for every girl), but somehow still more than I expected. I guess more girls play WoW than you'd expect O.o (though a part of those made up girlfriends, who I sort of felt slightly sorry for).

So yeah, the rest of my free time (not much) has been spent slowly making my way through the new levels. Another reason for doing this post late: I can now talk about the birthday preparations we did on Saturday, since we just celebrated it today =P. A few of us went down to get presents/consolidate ideas for Huiting's and Nikki's birthdays (on Sunday and Monday respectively). It turned out quite well, and we managed to get what we were looking for, plus dinner and a good time just chilling/chatting for the few of us who stayed after.

I also got my hands on some swimming goggles, to replace my mysteriously misplaced pair (which made me quite mad, after I almost went for a swim only to find my goggles decided to lose themselves). There are few things emotionally worse than resolving your mind to do something, and then being disappointed because for some reason you couldn't do it, or didn't in time. I was really quite mad about that, overtly so in fact, such that I realised how long it had been since I got actually angry about anything. Hmm. Something to reflect on. Quadriple alliteration.

Went for that chess tournament on Sunday, met up with a few people from the team and went down together. The thing is, even though I wasn't really taking the tournament too seriously, just as practice and fun more than anything, the whole day was just sort of wrong. We came back too late from the lunch break, only to find I had 7 minutes left on my clock vs a full 25 on my opponent's. Obviously gg (although ALL my friends who were also late back from lunch won that round!!). Then I had a bout of acid reflux about 2 rounds after, that got bad to the point that I couldn't play properly, lost my last two rounds and then vomited twice after. The reflux was still bad after that, and I couldn't eat/drink anything at all. I bought some antacids, but they didn't help that much. My friends asked if I was ok, and I said I would be. Then mum and sis asked if I was ok, I told them not to fuss. Yet I struggled with the urge to vomit, cramping abdominal pains, all the way to my aunt's place after that to collect the stuff I ordered (yay!), and all the way back to my residence. Where I shortly collapsed on my bed and didn't wake up until the next day, and Sunday felt like a forgotten dream, my incredibly empty stomach, the aftertaste of a nightmare.

The birthday surprise today turned out great, and I'm quite glad it did, especially since so much effort went into it, from a few people especially.

Sometimes I wonder how qualified to give advice I really am. According to some people, I give good advice. I don't even know why. I only recently realised how hard it was for me to follow my own advice... People wonder how I'm so optimistic. I look inward and realise... I'm not. What is this that comes out then, especially when i'm trying to be helpful?

I think I'll just sleep. I actually managed to stay awake through all of today's lectures, quite a feat. Sleep does wonders.

Good night.