I have finally had my last final! At least for the previous semester. I can't believe that I made it. I had moments where I was convinced I would never make it though the semester, let alone do well. At least, I think I did well, I won't know for sure until next week when grades are finally posted.
I haven't done much with this blog for awhile because I have been obsessed with school. The weeks of classes that I missed because of dealing with my health required that I spend most of my time trying to catch up. I wasn't entirely convinced I could do it and I am so relieved to have this semester over with. But that now means I can focus on other things, such as getting some updates on my blog.
So what has been happening? I have recently changed guilds and this past week was the first time I have run with my new group. It's a trial period for both them and me. I had been contemplating leaving Spoiled Milk for awhile now. Everyone had seemed so excited about new content at the end of Mists but after the expansion released, people began to slowly disappear. This past month, I realized I was the only active player left in my guild. I suppose I could have tried to recruit, but to build a new team from nothing? I didn't have the time because of school, the energy because of school and dealing with other problems, and I didn't particularly want to lead either. I figured once school was done, I would begin looking for a new group.
That was my original plan but last week, I saw a casual raiding group looking for a holy paladin. They were partway though heroics and they sounded like a group that I really wanted to be involved with. I know by now, that I am not particularly interested in being in a top-end raiding guild. I just want to see the content and continue to improve. I had also noticed that while many groups were looking for healers, very few had been looking for holy paladins. I decided to take a chance and respond to the person recruiting. We had a great chat and I warned him that I wouldn't be able to start for two weeks because I needed dead week to prepare for finals. He told me that would be fine and I got a guild invite.
This last week was fun for me. I haven't raided in quite some time so I was rusty. I also had some internet issues Thursday night which caused me to eat more lances and bombs than I should have. I love my family and I love being on a farm, but, sometimes, the internet drives me insane. I suppose I should just be glad that I actually had internet because we had lost it earlier that week and it had been slow since. First-world problems and all of that. Anyway, they were pretty understanding, as far as I can tell, and I hope next week to show them that I won't eat as much damage when I have a better internet connection. Hopefully things will continue to look as good.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
I'm really happy with the new blood elf models for females. I didn't notice the change on my
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Regular updates. I don't have them. I had some accomplishments that I was excited about. I finished making Shadowmourn on my death knight, I switched to playing a
paladin for raiding because we needed healers. Raiding... well, the people who used to play stopped, the people who said they were coming back didn't, so the group slowly changed to entirely new people. Good people. I have peace with that but others didn't. I wonder what it takes to get a group to hold together.
From this point I'm mostly writing about real-life stuff.
've haven't been feeling up to doing much in-game. I raid but otherwise I haven't had any special projects going. But I also know I've been having some health issues. The biggest of which is the one I'm currently dealing with, a return of my Wegener's. Bleh. And it's also requiring some coordination with my professors at my school to try and keep current with my course work while still dealing with my condition. I'm supposed to take this week off of classes and just work my way though my mountain of homework and then it'll be spring break, so more time to work on homework.
Overall, I'm just
tired but I'm also impressed by the people in my life. I knew that the professors and my classmates were amazing people but they really surprised me this past week. I knew something had been off for weeks but this week was the worst for me. I had a hard time facing the idea of dealing with Wegener's again. I would say I was fine, but I wasn't. I stopped attending classes and missed my meeting with the counsilor and at the writing center. I got phone calls, emails, and visits from what started to feel like a million people all wanting to know if I was ok. Thursday I had a visit from one of my friends. I'm not sure how she got into the dorm, but she tracked me down and told me that everyone is worried and I needed to go home and let my family take care of me. She even offered to drive me home right then. And she told me she tried to visit again to make sure I did go home. I also talked to her with some text messages and a phone call.
I wish I knew a good way to give her a thanks for such
care. I shall have to think about it carefully.
I'm not sure what I wanted to do with this post. Just write something. Probably. I feel so passive today. It's better than the rage, the panic, or the sorrow. It's also so difficult to type with a cat determined to use my hand as a pillow.
I still can't believe that I have Radar again. When my family told me he had escaped the house and couldn't
find him last August, I thought I would never see him again. The day in Novemeber when I saw him standing outside, peering though the glass doors, I thought he was one of the new barn cats. But there was something about that long grey tabby cat that I had to check out, so when the cat ran off, I followed and called for my family to help me. It was Radar. We managed to catch him and bring him back inside the house and it's almost as though he's never been outside. Definitely my moment of good luck.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
I had gotten my
You never know what you'll see in
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Anyway, the semester is over, I think I survived. I won't know until Tuesday. But in the meantime, I have all this free time now, which means I can experience more of
Probably my favorite feature is the garrisons. I love them! I am obsessed with collection minions. I want them all. My death knight is furthest along, but
my currently lvl 96 pally has some real winners.
First off, I have a Draeni!
Ok, maybe not that exciting, but I'm playing as
horde. So any Alliance is interesting. And speaking of Draeni, how about a ghost one! I love getting ghost minions. It just seems funny to me. My pally has two ghosts in her garrison and here they are, either having an innocent conversation or planning something evil. I'm not sure which.
But my best minion is the first minion I got from my tavern. My
pally just got her level 2 tavern and I had read about Soulare of Andorhal so I thought I would try and track him down. I couldn't believe my eyes when he was available to select my first time. To get him you have to look for a minion that counters wild aggression. When you emote tire to Soulare you get a toy for your toybox and whenever you praise Soulare... well... this happens:
PRAISE THE LIGHT!
Thursday, November 13, 2014
I was reading Navi's post about creating a Facebook account and it brought about this rather long line of thinking, none of which really relates to Navi's Facebook account but it's what got me started. See, I've had an account on Facebook since 2005, back when only college students were allowed in the cool people's club. Anyway, I was thinking about how my guild made me join their Facebook group and discussion and then gave me crap later for never, ever being on Facebook, posting anything, or using Facebook, ever. I've improved. I now check once, maybe twice a week to catch up on what they've been discussing. But for some reason I found myself considering why I don't use Facebook very often. In the end, my issue is that I like my privacy. When I took the Myers-Briggs personality profile test, I discovered that I was an INFP personality. Basically, I don't open up to others very well. I prefer to keep myself to myself. I don't use Facebook because I do not like the idea of having all these people knowing things about me. I was then hit by the thought about my blog, do I let people know me though my blog? I don't really think that I do. I don't post very often. Usually only when there's some achievement that I completed. I'm more likely to talk about what I do rather than what I think. It's not a bad thing to talk about what I'm doing in game. But I haven't really been doing much in-game and there's not really much to write when all I'm saying is that I managed to complete some task. I'm not too sure I have a point. I know I keep people at a distance. I would like to try and be better about being more personal. This blog is important to me and I would like to be more consistent about posting. I know, I keep saying that and then I'm not, it's about actual doing that rather than wishing that. I'll just say that I'm working on it.
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
I've been pretty distant from WoW lately. But I also know that I've been fairly busy with this thing called a college education. I still can't believe how long it took for me to become an English major but I love it. Sure it's a lot of writing... and more writing... and research but this semester has been a blast. There's a literary conference being held at my school this year and I've been selected to present two papers! One is an analysis of a production of Shakespeare's play The Tempest that was performed at a local theater and the other is a piece of creative fiction. I'm so excited and so nervous about it! But school, in general, has been awesome. I'll admit that I haven't always been the best student. I have struggled though semesters and classes while trying to find the right fit that it still seems so odd to be doing great. I've been working on the school paper and the professor in charge is determined to get me to return next semester. While it was a fun experience, the idea of returning makes me cringe. My advisor told me to feel flattered that this professor thinks I'm doing well but to not feel any pressure to join again. I've also been thinking about the courses that I have to take next semseter. The one is dependent on passing this lit crit class that I'm currently in. My advisor tells me that I have no excuse not to pass it. She's right but I still have that feeling that I'm going to fail. That I'm going to wake up and this semester will have just been a dream. And it sometimes seems so unreal the amount of support that I have. I no longer need to make a regular appointment at the learning center since I've long since gotten off of academic probation but it's a net that I don't want to let go of. And I think it's something that more students should be pushed to do! Maybe not all the time but for big projects, having someone who will discuss stories, help clarify thoughts, go over processes, proofread, encourage, and demand that you meet deadlines helps tremendously. There's a student that I'm friends with who, I sometimes get the feeling that she resents my grades. She's always asking what I got on papers, tests, and whatnot. It's no secret that I go to the learning center once a week. But when we had to peer-review papers and the student who read me handed my paper back and said it was awesome this other student said "of course it is, she took it to the learning center." I don't know how I'm supposed to respond to something like that. It almost made me feel like I had done something wrong. But the learning center is a resource that all students can utilize. But I don't think enough of them do. I think, at first, I didn't like going to the learning center because I thought it made me seem stupid. But than I realized that my terrible grades definitely didn't help my case either. It's hard, sometimes to not be concerned with what others think. But I also know that what I'm doing right now works for me. I love living on campus, in a single room, even if the dorm I'm in is supposedly haunted. I like being able to just roll out of bed, throw on my flip-flops and walk to class. I should enjoy this while I can. This won't be what life is like outside of college. I only have another year of enjoying this. As to what I'll be doing next. Goodness, I have no idea. It took forever before I could decide on a major, how in the hell am I ever going to figure out life after college? Heh, but I have learned how to accept when something isn't working and to keep looking until I find something that does.