For Months I played WoW. I was in love with it. Everytime I stop playing I can't stop thinking about it. Everytime I level up I focus on getting more experience points. When I was a miserable lvl 40 hunter I was lost and frustrated and suddenly Oku invited me to his guild. I was excited and I accepted. Days later I joined my first raid and the leaders were with me and it was the best raid of my online gaming life. After that I made a stupid mistake in the hellfire peninsula raid instance by shooting an arrow to an orc then that orc's army attacked us. The member was angry but my leaders were laughing. Myrdhin said that I was the guild mascot. I was FranzuR- The King of Pulling. After that I reached lvl 80 after months of absences because the server patched up to 3.2.0. I went online and the leader missed me. When I reached lvl 80 I was trapped in a painful and frustrating situation that other level 80s must experience... getting geared up. For Months I fought with this problem and the battle goes ill. Now I give up, sorry G-leaders because im no longer addicted... I am goin to leave WoW, I might go back if im motivated enough but I think it will never happen so farewell and good luck.
FranzuR
FranzuR