Postal

I spent the last two days recovering from the chalet trip. I nearly lost myself again. Weird ideas permeated my thoughts. The trip was rather fun, abeit enervating. I ended up getting humiliated by my lack of "arcade fast fingers" and losing DOTA matches I shouldn't have. Must be those n00b allies (Nah just kidding). At least I finally learnt to beat an "unbeatable" strat. Nothing is foolproof. Ugh my stomach is still upset by the undercooked chicken wings. But I shouldn't complain too much. On the upside, bedtime was much better than anticipated. No bed, as usual, but at least I didn't suffer from hypothermia. No encounter with cockroaches either, just swarms of mosquitoes. This is, sadly, one of the last times I'll be seeing some of you folks. I played of our last class DOTA games. Another full class DOTA game will rarely be plausible from now. I will be missing you folks. Most of you. I'd hoped I'd known some of you people a little more. Not long from now, we'll all be EX-classmates. I hope our short acquaintance will not terminate soon. So I'll be seeing you all. Some of you.