Warning:  This is not a guide, it is a story.  It may be long and boring, so make sure you have something soft near your keyboard.  I don't want to be held responsible for injury should you doze off while readin this.

Part one: The Hunter
I had a lvl 60 hunter, whom I loved dearly.  But I had discovered 3 major flaws in this class at high levles:
1. Almost everyone in WoW has a Main or Alt hunter.  I won't say getting groups was impossible, just improbable.
2. All the gear I was looking to get was also desired by rogues, warriors, pallies and all those other hunters!  I was a bit tired of hearing "So-and-so needs agi/str/stam more than you do".
3. I wanted to try something different.  (Ok, this is not a flaw in this class.  Just nod your head and agree anyway)

Part two: The Decision
I wondered what class I could play that would counter the above mentioned difficulties.  Quickly, it came to me, a priest!
1. Everyone needs a healer in groups.  How often do you see " Ubrs group LF more, full on priests, need hunters"???
2. Although I would still be competing with mages and locks for some gear, None of them would say "I need INT more than you"...or so I thought at the time.
3.  It was different!

Part three: Leveling is So Much Fun!
So I jumped right in.  At 10, I started speccing holy.  I figured it would make me more usefull in groups, and a better healer.  I had forgotten that people don't really group much between 10 and 30.   I disovered it was difficult to kill a critter 2 or 3 levels lower than me, and even then it took a whole mana bar and half my life to win.  Still, I stuck it out for a while, until one day around lvl 25, a Lightbulb came on in my brain. Look at the shadow tree stupid! The only excuse I have for the slowness of this realization is...it's Simkyns fault, because everything is always his fault.
After I respecced to shadow, I found I could take on mobs a level above me, sometimes 2 or 3 lvls above me, and I could even handle adds!  The lvl grind started going a lot faster.

Part four:The Pain of Poularity
Around lvl 50 or so, I started getting a lot of tells asking if I would like to join a group. At first this was flattering, but as the frequency and number of them increased, (about one every 15 or 20 minutes) they became just plain annoying.
I also recieved an innordinate number of tells asking me to make food and water.  At first, I would patiently reply that I was a priest, what they wanted was a mage.  This had 2 results.  Either the person never replied...which was ok, or they started spamming the request at me. Now, normally I am not a rude person, but eventually I found that replying "NO!" was the only way to stop the spammers.
I also discovered that in all PUGs, group wipes were always my fault. The default setting for most poeple who die seems to be "Why didn't you heal me??", often occompanied by profanity, newb comments, or other really rude dialog.  Some of my other favorites are:
~ Mages who run into a group of mobs with no warning, and start AoEing, then yell "Shield Me!" when they are at 15% health.
~ Warriors with less health and/or armor than the warlock, who yell at me when they die a lot.
~ Being asked for a Fort buff in the middle of a really tough battle.
~ Using the SS rez when another rezzer survived, and being yelled at by the group that I wasted the SS.  Even when the warlock explains that when a person dies, SS is gone even if they get rezzed, they are not mollified.  If we wipe again with no SS up, it is MY fault for wasting it!
~ (My favorite) Someone falls off a ledge, or charges into a romm, and runs back pulling every mob in the area with them, and we all die.  This, too, is my fault.
The sad thing is, even when I know there is nothing I could have done to prevent a death or a wipe, I still feel guilty.

Part five: The End(game)
At lvl 56 or so, I was spending almost all my play time in instances, so I went ahead and respecced holy/disc.  Then I started working hard to collect my devout set.  Sadly, I discovered devout really stinks until you have the full set. I have 4 pieces, but only wear one, as I have found better without even really looking. Those 3 are sitting in my bank, waiting for the other 4 before I will finally get them out, dust them off, and use them for a while.
I have also discovered that I no longer get to see the battles.  As a hunter, I had to keep a keen eye on the mobs. As a priest, I am constantly watching the raid/group health bars.  If I look away for even a moment, someone will die. (trust me on this, they must time it that way). Sometimes I almost forget that WoW has really great spell and battle graphics, and that I am not playing a MUD. What does Baron Rivendare look like in demon phase?  I wouldn't really know...though I think I caught a glimpse once.  How cool did is appear when Lucifron finally fell to the NWA?  I haven't the faintest.  But it's ok, at least I can look at other peoples screen shots.

In the end, I really do love my priest, though I find myself thinking whistfully of lost Shadow talents at times.  I may play around with that later on, when I am doing more PvP, but until that time...Holy Nova FTW! (This is a joke, if you do not recocnize it as such, please ask your neighborhood priest to explain.  Be prepared, however, to comfort them while they cry during said explanation)

/end Sarcasm

Aroura

Off topic, I had to show you guys the funniest WoW insult ever:

Newbiguy: Dude, hunters ned int as mch ass any others casters class

Ubrdude: your a total newb and have no idea what you are talking about, and you're grammar and speling suck. Learn Enlish.

Funnyguy: You insult him for his spelling and grammar, then mis-spell half your words and use "your" wrong twice.  Way to tie the shoelaces together on your Boots of Self Superiority, Ubrdude

ROFL, sorry, maybe you have to read all the posts that went with this, but I was laughing so hard my ribs ached.