Wow, its been a while since I posted.
I managed to get my maplestory working again, and I got myself to level 87. 😀
I’m starting a bandit now, hopefully it’ll be fun.
More so then this stupid mage. >_>
Life is goood~
I’m skating better, going on a date with the girl I like, and many other things.
So I suppose things turned out for the better.
I double click maplestory, the screen goes black. Wizet’s little arrow flies to the corner, and my loading page is up. I type in my password, the secret combination that acts as a block to all invaders towards my account. I slide my mouse calmly over to the login button. Tap. There goes my computer. A blue screen pops up. My eyes read over the message; “Windows has encountered an error, and has shut down to prevent any damage.”. Shock, pure horror. “What am I to do?” I think. I restart my computer, and try again. Same thing.
I finally did it! I hit level 70!
It took me forever, I trained for hours today.
And then, finally, 3 hours after I leveled, I hit level 70!
I actually forgot to talk to Robiera first, so I went to ellinia, then to orbis, then back to ellinia, then back to orbis. xD
IT WAS FUN!
I took Explosion as my first skill, and I haven’t stopped spamming it!
I’M SO HAPPY!
Level 69, 40%.
Tommorow, when I wake up is when I begin.
With a predicted 10% an hour, thats around 6 hours of training.
I should be done around the evening.
I can’t wait for 70.
Wish me luck!
I’d say I got a little lucky, but I’d be out right lying to you.
I had an AMAZING DAY. It started off okay, you know, 10%, I hoped to get to level 65 today, (and guess what? I DID!) and so I began. Well, after a while, I hadn’t really found anything, nothing useful to sell, even though I’d been averaging at least 2 tobi’s a day at grupins. So, later in the day, I found a pair of tobi’s, and continued.
Well, I could tell you what I’m saying makes sense, and I could tell you what I’m saying, and what I’m going to say has a purpose, but I’d be lying to you. I’m more or less in between one of those trancendentalist movements that are becoming of my age. Something more or less seemingly stereotypical for all those who reach a point where they just question why, and what for. The funny thing is, is I’m not who you’d expect me to be. I mean, I’m not anyone special. I’m 15, and I’m not the brightest. Everything I do would show you that.