Since I first touched WarCraft III, I have been loving this game so much. So I play, play and play.

When I want to open my sleeping eyes in the morning, I play.
When I just came back from classes, finished a busy and tiring day, I play.
When I get stuck with my homework and need some refreshment, I play.
When I am waiting my hair to dry before I go to sleep, I play
When I celebrate getting good grades, I play.
When I want to forget something unhappy, I play.

I not only play, I also love anything about WarCraft III.

I put the WarCraft III official strategy guide website as my homepage.
I set the night elf box art picture as my desktop background.
I have several books under my pillow to help me to go to sleep. One of them is the official strategy guide.
I even made my own maps and write analysis, and put them on my personal website.
I tell every one of my friends who play games that WarCraft III is the greatest real time strategy game of all time.

But one day, I am tired, and confused.

I play WarCraft III so much that I don’t have enough time to do other great things, like reading, chilling with my friends, watching movie, playing basketball. I am playing games but I am not happy at all. If you are exposed to one thing long enough, no matter how great it is, you will be tired one day.
I look at the screen, I look at Keeper, Priestess, Archers, Huntresses... I no long see one and another once adorable unit. I look through them and see strings of numbers: 10011110101110110100010...... like Neo sees through the Matrix. Why? Why am I stupid enough to enjoy playing with numbers? Am I playing the game, or is the game playing me? What should I do, to keep playing, or control myself to get away from it?

At that moment, my roommate asked me, “Hey, what do you think is the ultimate WarCraft strategy of all?” I answered, “There is no WarCraft!”