It’s been one hell of a time, hasn’t it?
A Two years and six months ago, I was but a wee Sophmore in Highschool. I sat in our computer lab talking with Piroska over her newest discovery - Conquest of the Horde. It was a project. She was a Roleplayer and I wanted to try it out, you know, test the waters some.
It’ll be nothing, I thought. A little project. I’ll probably stay around for three months and loose interest. No way I’ll be able to ever see what’s inside their adult chat. Or whatever have you...
Four months later Piroska became a GM.
Two months after that, I became a GM.
Two years after that, I find myself sitting in the midst of my dorm room. Beside me is my friend on his own laptop as I sit and ponder the last years. No, I never became some big jock. Nor was I ever some big popular kid... but I was a good kid. I am happy with how this time was spent because I remained true to myself, and became a better person in result.
This wouldn’t have been possible without you all, my friends. Without CotH I wouldn’t have done as well as I have. Without CotH I would be as smart as I am....
Arguably, I owe being accepted into such a good college to Conquest of the Horde.
But still, I move on into unchartered territory. I’m living on my own, perhaps on my family’s money, but still I am responsible for myself. I sit here beside my friend and he says; “You’re not going to have time for Warcraft anymore man. There’s classes to take, parties to go to.” What’s unfortunate is that he may be right.
This is by no means a absence post, but instead one of thanks, warning, and apologies.
I thank you CotH for all that you have given me, I thank you the dear friends I have made. But also I warn that I may not be around as much. there will be classes and lectures, clubs and parties, Papers and Tests. It’s time to set my nose to the grindstone.
And thus, I apologize. Most importantly I apologize to the Ash Wardens. I had a concept that was so well built up, yet time and time again I’ve found myself dropping the ball in terms of events and surely it’s not going to get any easier. I’m not going to be dropping the concept, but it’s only going to become harder to lead.
I don’t know what more to say at the moment, but perhaps the words will come to me later.
Once again, thank you my friends, and may your blades never dull.
A Two years and six months ago, I was but a wee Sophmore in Highschool. I sat in our computer lab talking with Piroska over her newest discovery - Conquest of the Horde. It was a project. She was a Roleplayer and I wanted to try it out, you know, test the waters some.
It’ll be nothing, I thought. A little project. I’ll probably stay around for three months and loose interest. No way I’ll be able to ever see what’s inside their adult chat. Or whatever have you...
Four months later Piroska became a GM.
Two months after that, I became a GM.
Two years after that, I find myself sitting in the midst of my dorm room. Beside me is my friend on his own laptop as I sit and ponder the last years. No, I never became some big jock. Nor was I ever some big popular kid... but I was a good kid. I am happy with how this time was spent because I remained true to myself, and became a better person in result.
This wouldn’t have been possible without you all, my friends. Without CotH I wouldn’t have done as well as I have. Without CotH I would be as smart as I am....
Arguably, I owe being accepted into such a good college to Conquest of the Horde.
But still, I move on into unchartered territory. I’m living on my own, perhaps on my family’s money, but still I am responsible for myself. I sit here beside my friend and he says; “You’re not going to have time for Warcraft anymore man. There’s classes to take, parties to go to.” What’s unfortunate is that he may be right.
This is by no means a absence post, but instead one of thanks, warning, and apologies.
I thank you CotH for all that you have given me, I thank you the dear friends I have made. But also I warn that I may not be around as much. there will be classes and lectures, clubs and parties, Papers and Tests. It’s time to set my nose to the grindstone.
And thus, I apologize. Most importantly I apologize to the Ash Wardens. I had a concept that was so well built up, yet time and time again I’ve found myself dropping the ball in terms of events and surely it’s not going to get any easier. I’m not going to be dropping the concept, but it’s only going to become harder to lead.
I don’t know what more to say at the moment, but perhaps the words will come to me later.
Once again, thank you my friends, and may your blades never dull.