Heaven's Hell Grounds

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Daily Schedule (before exams)

0530 - Wake up, press snooze
0535 - Where's that snooze button...
0540 - Farhan!!! Wake up!!!
0600 - Breakfast *flop* head in breakfast bowl
0615 - Zzzz....
0645 - Damn, gotta go school...
0700 - Darn, where's all the councillors?
0720 - Mari kita... zzz....

0730-1030 - School

1030 - Reccess!!! Errr.. yummy...

1100 - 1400 - School

1300 - Can't... open... eyes... Zzzz...
1400 - Woohoo! Another beat up session in class! So guys, who's the victim today?
1430 - Phew, that was fun

1500 - Finally home... Damn, more junk e-mails
1530 - Too tired.. to.. work... Zzz...
1800 - Shit, lots to do...
1815 - Scrub scrub scrub... la la la... *slip, kapow, OW*

1900 - Maths practice paper
2100 - I 1 2 5lp... +h15 15 b0r1ng...

2115 - Science practice paper
2300 - These papers are catalysts to the reaction that will bring me to bed...

2315 - Argh!!! What is this? More homework?!?!
2345 - Teachers don't know mercy...

0000 - *slurp slurp* Coffee... must... have... coffee...
0015 - Revise? What's that? New brand of coffee?
0100 - Zzzz...

0300 - No! No! The books are eating me! No! No!
0315 - The numbers are subtracting me!
0330 - The metre rule is whacking me!
0345 - Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!!! That BEARD!!!

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Ah, revision. Such a wonderful thing isn't it?

iisgHAN | 11:40 pm| comment

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Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Okay okay, you can be mad at me if you want to, I feel mad at myself myself. It's been two weeks since I updated this thing, too busy. You know, homework this revision that... Anyway, I'm quickly typing this before school so that there is a new entry up. I'll work on better ones when I get the time. (probably not soon)

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#04 - The Tale of the Undecided Tales: Fellowship
A fiction by Seraphim and friends

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The days went by as fast as the leaves fell onto the forest floor. Some time had passed since he found the One Wok of Ruling. During that time, he discovered some of the Wok's powers; to be able to control minor forest creatures and give himself some... controlled pleasure. I mean, hey, he was bored, so he tried to have fun with what else, himself.

After ages of staying alone in the forest with nothing to do, a loud bellowing of a horn was heard. Actually, it sounded as if the horn blew out a whining. Curious as to what made that strange sound, he went looking for the source of that noise.

What he found was the most queer thing that ever existed. He found a group of people, oddly matched and had the most curious characteristics. The one with the whining horn was a man with an outrageous beard, which seemed to be possessing motion of its own. The second was a knightly looking figure, but instead of a sword he wielded a large pencil and armoured with paper. His shield was but a large eraser. The third wasn't so apparently spotted, for she melted right into the shadows of the trees. When she finally stepped out of the shadows, she looked just like him; with the raven black complexion.

The man clad in hair stepped towards him. He opened his mouth to speak, which of course was hidden beneath the thick layers of hair, which made his voice seem to come from the hair itself. "Hear ye, hear ye, the Dark One of the forest. We from the distant lands have learnt of the reclaiming of the One Work of Ruling. Our ancient prophecy states, under section 407.11b paragraph 3 clause seven, that one who reclaims the One Wok of Ruling must bring it to the land of the Smelly Kitchen. With him will be his protectors, to make sure that he changes his underwear everyday.", declared the hair clad man.

Shoving the hairy one aside, the paper armoured knight cut him off. "Ah yes, where are our manners? Let me first introduce ourselves. I am the Voodoo Artist of the Square Table. The hairy one here is none other than the Bearded One. And our fair lady, or not so fair, is the DM of Wok. We are here to escort you to the land of the Smelly Kitchen, where you will return the Wok to where it truly belong."

"But I don't want to. It's mine! Mine alone! No one shall touch my little... precious...", he dragged. Cheerfully, the Voodoo Artist replied, "Oh, ok then. Guess we'll have our adventure elsewhere boys and girls!"

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Yes, it's true. I have lost my marbles. Comment on this one while I come up with another not so crappy entry.

iisgHAN | 6:37 am| comment

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Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Hmmm... Nothing creative popped up in my head lately, so for today I'll just be continuing some previous series. Anyway, what's with all of you not participating in the poll anyway? Do you guys know where it is or can't it be seen? If you can see it, just vote on it!!! How hard is it for me to get some response from you guys man?!

Anyway, now that the war for Heaven's Hell Grounds is over, the Seraphim are thinking of rebuilding the place into something new. (P.S.: For more info on what the hell the war is about, read entry 09Aug - 29Aug) It might take time for those heavenly creatures to rebuild this place, so don't count on a change of looks anytime soon.

Since the replies in the tagboard has been kinda positive, the fates look bright for our guy in the Tales of the Undecided Tales. I’ve decided to base it on my previous entry. So let's hope he doesn't face any more bad luck in today's episode, the longest yet. Also, I've included another '10 Reason...' feature in today's entry. Hope you guys enjoy reading!

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#03 - The Tale of the Undecided Tales: Reclaiming
A fiction by Seraphim and friends

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He had no dreams. No memory of things that passed haunted his unconsciousness. He had had a peaceful time drifting down the waters in his rejuvenating sleep. When he awoke, he was at a river bank, hidden amongst the lush greenery of the unknown foliage.

He got up to his feet feeling fresh and awake. The cool air and the rising sun told him that it was still early in the morning. Curious about his location, he started to wander in through the thick wilderness. It was strange that he felt neither hunger nor exhaustion. Perhaps he was dreaming after all. Perhaps none of the experience was real.

After some time walking, he found a small clearing in the middle of the forest. in the middle of it stood a tree stump, with a great many number of rings on it, signifying the tree's age. On it rests a most curious object. Out there, in the middle of the forest, he found of all things, a wok resting on the tree stump. He almost dropped to his knees laughing because of the ache in his stomach. Why in the world was a wok doing on the tree stump in the middle of the forest? Out of curiousity, and slight humour, he approached the tree stump to get a closer look.

Upon close inspection, he noticed that the tree stump had rough words inscribed on it. It said, "The One Wok of Ruling". Wonder what that is, he thought. Without much thought, he stretched out his hand to reach for the wok. It felt strange, peculiarly smooth. When he removed his hand, he found thick, black soot all over it. When he attempted to brush them off, they seem to spread across his skin. The rate the soot spread was alarming. The harder he tried to brush it off, the faster it spread. Ultimately, his whole body was covered in soot.

In the midst of his confusion, he suddenly calmed down. The covering of the soot brought not only a darker complexion, but it brought him knowledge on the wok’s past. In the blink of an eye he learnt that the wok was really the One Wok of Ruling that had the power to control the beings of the forest. After centuries, it has passed out of possession and knowledge, leaving it abandoned there until a destined one is fated to find it. Now that it has been found, who knows what tales will unfold for both the Wok and our hero.

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Spill it guys, it’s lame. It’s meant to be. I meant for it to be whacky, so it is. Anyway, I need suggestions on what happens next. Also, can you guys come up with a name for our guy here? It’s a little difficult to call him ‘him’. While you guys think about that, enjoy the next feature.

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Top Ten Reasons That Make You An Exco

10. You don’t have a life

09. You ask for a revolution, but you only show humiliation

08. You consist of nine people, though half turn up at any meeting

07. You start meeting late because you are late

06. You often converse with a certain dark phantom and emerge half an hour later without any idea what has been said

05. Your hobby is to screw up every event that you organize

04. You are led by someone that needs to be led

03. You will always be early for anything because only those after you are considered late

02. Your routine consists of getting stressed, getting sleepy and getting lost

01. You’re supposedly the best of the best *cough* worst *cough*

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iisgHAN | 8:29 pm| comment

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Friday, September 03, 2004

Damn, another week passed since my last entry. I'm really sorry guys, I feel so guilty looking at the rising visitor count and not giving you guys something new to read. And another full moon has passed... Damn. So as a tribute for teachers' day, here's something related to the teachers.

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The Educational Conspiracies
On the surface, the teachers at Commonwealth Secondary looks like normal, innocent humans. But are they truly as they seem to be? An insider has uncovered the truth about some of the teachers. So if you really wish to find out the true conspiracies the teachers has been planning, read on. Beware, the truth might be too bitter.

The One Wok to Rule them all
The current discipline mistress has been recently instated her position. Many wonder why the previous successful DM is not in power anymore, left almost isolated out of the memory of most.
The Truth
Long has the previous DM been successful due to her One Wok that rules them all. With it, she was able to maintain power over the students, bending their will to suit her dark motives. But what goes around comes around. A new dark power was arising. The new power has stolen the One Wok. And with it she used the soot to create a protective covering over herself. Now, enhanced with the powers of the ebony coating over her and the One Wok, she had the power to rule over the students and damned the previous DM to isolation. The Dark One now rules. However, the power proved too great for her to control. She has not been able to control most of the students. She could only keep on pursuing her dreams of covering the whole school in soot, turning them into one of her...

The Voodoo Artist
Shortly after the appearance of Mr Ch(a)ng(e), Mr (S)Lim, his rival has been deteriorating and soon became unfit to teach. He ended up quitting teaching completely. Being the good one, Mr Ch(a)ng(e)took pity over Mr (S)Lim's students and took over him. With his artistic skills, he quickly won over the students' interest.
The Truth
As attractive as the drawings might be, there is more to it than meets the eye. Mr Ch(a)ng(e)is not only a brilliant artist, he is a practitioner of Voodoo Drawing. Having found Mr (S)Lim threatening to his career, he used his skill in the dark arts to draw a two dimentional Mr (S)Lim and inflicted onto him unimaginable torture. Now nothing stands in the way of Mr Ch(a)ng(e)and his pencil...

The Hidden Alliance
Recently, it has been spotted that the great Bearded One has been seen working together with the Egoistic I(diotic)T(eacher) in charge. It seems that they have learnt to put aside their differences to combine their strenghs to achieve a greater achievement for the school.
The Truth
Both of them have discovered that with both their strengths, they could bring the school to their knees. The Bearded One, with his superios stealth ability to hide things within his hairy parts, and the Egoistic I(diotic)T(eacher) in charge, with his ability to mesmerize students with flashy computerised projections. Together, the Egoistic I(diotic)T(eacher) in charge was able to sneak his mesmerizing devices thanks to the Bearded One anywhere to ensnare any students that displeases them. Although they are making slow progress, they are constantly working on things to one day, bring the school to their knees...

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Well guys, that's all I have for now. I really hope that I can come up with another entry sooner so that you guys will be able to enjoy them. If you guys don't enjoy them, well just enjoy them.

May your teachers' conspiracy be exposed...

iisgHAN | 1:00 am| comment

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