Well, it's been a while...

It's been quite a while since I last posted anything on this blog. To be honest, I had completely forgotten about it until I rediscovered it going through some of my old bookmarks.

I'm not surprised that there has been no traffic, or followers - after all the blog was dead and the previous posts didn't have much in the way of keeping folks coming back for more. I've always been a fan of writing, but I never really got into the blog craze like so many other people have - I don't think I'd really be able to post anything worth reading to other folks.

I still maintain that belief, but I think I will give the blog writing thing another go - I find it to be relaxing, being able to write whatever comes to mind and attempt to convey it so that other people may find it worth reading. I hope to post more frequently, conveying my thoughts about everyday life and such - instead of waiting for some important event or the like.

In reality, this blog now serves to allow me to express my thoughts and vent to the universe without really being read by anyone. And if you are reading this, then I hope I could provide at least some amusement to make it worth your while.

A Story Sample

A good friend of mine has been prodding me to post some of the stories I've been working on, and I've finally caved in. Here is the intro to a story which I've been working off and on for a year or two:

Death. What had been dreams for so long, became a reality. We were hunted, by the very people we loved and by the humans who populated the planet. Hidden for so long, we thought we were safe, from discovery. Safe from a world whom upon discovering the existence of us, a sub-race within their ranks, vowed to hunt us down and either exterminate us or use us as test subjects.

Eventually we were found out, living in a remote cave in South America, myself and the others that I had recruited thought we could live out our lives. Someone was careless, it doesn't matter who now, but one of our group let some information about us and our location slip to one of the humans in the nearby village and before the day had ended human organizations had converged on our little camp. These people, whom so many years ago when we were still like them, had sworn to serve and protect until we became different. They had waited until nightfall, until they thought we were all asleep, before moving in. Years of hiding had taught us well, some of our more trained individuals were masters in the art of camouflage and deception and stood guard while the rest of the camp rested, but the humans were prepared, they used technology to track our guards and eliminated them before they could give off the warning signal.

The attack, once it began, took everyone by surprise. No one expected the humans to be able to find us, much less get past the guards, but they came in force. When the first gunshots rang out it signaled what would be a long and bloody two days of running, hiding and fighting. Some of us banded together and began fighting back, using the various magical forces we had trained in to oppose the humans. Looking around I could see that we were surrounded; the green night vision goggles the humans had to wear making them easily spotted in the night. You could see and hear the sounds of gunfire, and the pale blue-green pulses of our fellows exchanging back and forth but we were outnumbered. I, along with some of the others in the camp ran and broke through the flank of the attack. There was no time to think, no time to help our friends, our instincts took over and we ran. Everyone split up, and went in different directions to not only throw off our attackers, but to safeguard our race as well. I found myself running with another fox, which I recognized after we had gotten far enough from the sounds of gunfire. The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon when we found a new cave to hide in, quite far from our previous camp. The fox was Darius, one of my original recruits, and a good friend and we spend the next few days in almost complete silence as the massacre began to sink in.

Re-entering the World of Warcraft

Ah, another year and another play through of the addictive MMORPG - World of Warcraft. I can't count the number of times I've quit and come back, from both personal and outside reasons but I keep coming back. Why? Well, because the game is still fun - even after doing the same quests over and over on multiple characters, even after revisiting the same zones time and time again, it is still fun. There is something to creating a character and carefully guiding him or her through the game, going through the quest chains, zones, meeting new people and new enemies as well as exploring a 'new' class that makes the game worth playing still. 

Why World of Warcraft you may ask? Well, despite my last 'vacation' from WoW being about 5 months as soon as I reinstalled the game and logged in - it felt like home. The interface, the graphics, the world all felt very familiar and inviting and while it took a few hours to get back into the swing of things - now it's almost second nature again. Also, until the new Star Wars MMO is released (or is open for beta-testing) World of Warcraft is still king of the hill.

This time, I'm working almost entirely on a new character. A Draenei female Shaman named Natani who is currently level 21 and still exploring the areas of Redridge and Duskwood. So far, I'm liking the Shaman class - the ability to shoot lightning out of your hands is a huge plus (not to mention awesome :D) and being able to heal / enhance yourself is neat. Totems... ugh... I rarely use em (although I've begun to use the Healing Stream Totem a lot). 

I would like to make one last comment before returning to the game, whom ever developed the quests for Alliance Shamans - you sir deserve a kick in the balls (or at least, a hard slap). Horrible quest design, who thinks making you sprint around the world looking for items and then sprinting back is a good/fun idea?! 

Anyways, back to the game, I hope to post some more of my adventures (with pictures!) of Natani and perhaps others. (*psst* You friends should get back into WoW) 

Life sometimes...

I wrote this a while back after a fun night - since I haven't posted in a while I figured I'd put it up - not that it will be read by anyone but that's fine. I also apologize for the kind of dreary tone of the post, but sometimes that's life :p 

Ahh tonight, an awesome night of partying with good friends and making memories that will hopefully help get us past the monotony of college. While it was a great time, filled with laughs and pong, karaoke and wrestling, I can't help but feel a bit of disappointment and perhaps even sadness at just how much this night means. For you see, the future is very uncertain with folks heading back to college to brave not only the storms of college work and demanding professors, but also of life choices with can very quickly take you away from friends - and from the memories you hope you'll never lose.

It is these times that I say to myself, god damn that was a lot of fun - but might that be the 'last one'? The last party, the last gathering of friends who have become such a close community? Everywhere you go, and all throughout life people have always said that in/after college you'll make new friends and lose old ones and as much as I hope that will never happen, despite what I may do to try and prevent that, it is turning out to be true. It is getting harder and harder to get people together, some of them having plans of their own and moving on with their lives.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not against people making new friends and spending time with them - heck we've accepted a few new people into our group recently, but it's this core group of friends that I wish would stay the same. Everything you could want in friends is here, in these people and this little community we have formed. It is that idea, those memories that have been made - and could be made with these people, the good times and the bad that I want to last.

First Post

Hello all, welcome to my blog, my name is Allan. I would like to extend a thanks to my friend Kristina who has convinced me create this blog and share all sorts of shenanigans with you all.

I'll mainly be posting projects I'm working on and the like, but you might also be able to catch tidbits of my life or my thoughts on things as well.

Enjoy!