At home, I have a war raging on. When I'm at home alone and I know I won't bother anyone I have a kind of tendency to bounce around in the computer chair, always listening tomusic while I play World of Warcraft. It's PVP (player versus player) for the brain, the Horde andthe Alliance vying for the top number of honorable kills, killing blows, and ultimately the win. Iam for the Horde the whole way. I do remember the day I realized how competitive I am. It waswhen my undead rogue hit level fifty-one and I was finally able to enter Alterac Valley. I hadnever had much fun in Warsong Gulch, capturing flags, or in Arathi Basin, camping the flags inorder to score the two thousand points needed to win. I lost the first battle I played in Alterac, butI didn't mind losing the first time, my mind went blank with wonder and a burning need to be atthe top of the killing blows list exploded and I went after that goal with a literal bloodyvengeance. I have been at the top more times than I can count, out of a maximum total of eighty people in one battle and more than three years experience.I do not always feel hyperactive, I cry easily under stress or pressure, and some days Ifeel downright numb, just don't mistake me for being weak. I used to hang out with two reallygreat people who unfortunately are no longer with the living. Theo was certifiably mentallyinsane; we called him Sin because he had an avid love for anything dark, gothic, or otherwiseevil. But he wasn't evil himself, he taught me how to fight, to have self confidence, and to laughat myself often for the mistakes I've made in life. Then there was Jezebel, the ever optimisticchick who would nock me off my feet and just make me feel happy no matter what mood Ishowed up in. She taught me to grab the dreams I have for my future and to hold on to them,even if my hands were burning and the world was going to implode.If you think you could handle being around me when I get insane, just give me somethingwith a good amount of sugar. I turn into a ticking time bomb, counting down to when all the
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Good job ...n u r never alone...