I was introduced to minecraft about half a year ago, by my cousins. This idea of building and mining was, well, fascinating, as both of my parents are architects, and they are saying that I am not creative enough. I bought the game when I went through the painful process of having some teeth extracted (the numbing injection hurt the most), as a get well soon present to myself. I started my first world. To greet me, a herd of sheep and a couple of cows, and a NPC village. Being foolish, I slaughtered the NPCs. I mined the world so much. I ended up with about 20 stacks of redstone and 3 stacks of diamonds. My cousins, thinking that I must have cheated, laughed in my face at my level 200, and my diamond tools and armour. I felt angry. But that didn't stop me. I decided that I would start a server with them, to show them how good I really was. And I did. They were shocked. Having proved my point, I left them to fight over the rubbishy survival server and my diamond gear. In your face, cousins.