Archive for February, 2006


And now, a short break.

As s3c0ndh4nd’s life has now moved into more stable ground, I think I should take this time to address issues with my own life. This entry is entirely separate from the saga, and has nothing to do with it.
 
So now there are a few issues of interest to me at this time.
 
Firstly, rumour has it that the day i have been dreaded since the beginning of the school year is approaching…
 
A day so evil, so COMPLETELY SINISTER, that nearly all fall into its power…
 
This day is a day when joy and happiness are spread throughout the school, and when the peppy faggots are set free to run rampant around the school to spread their dark magic called "school spirit"
 
yes… it is…
 
 
THE PEP RALLY!  
 
Of course, I will take every precaution to avoid contact with the peppy fags during this time. I doubt i will escape without injury, and my symptoms will likely include nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, and diarrhea. For those of you who started singing "YAY PEPTO BISMOL!", please stop before you scare people around you.
 
Rumours say that the pep rally is either the first of march or the third, however there has been no confirmation of either of these dates, and thus it is possible the the pep rally does not occur until later on in the year. I will pray.
 
 
In other news,  Elizabeth Infante engages in hot acts of animal sex with various animals, including but not limited to her dog simon. And personally I think the dog could do better:O
 
 
hmm… oddly enough i’ve got nothing left to say at the moment… there may be one more of these before s3c0ndh4nd reports in again. For now, goodnight to the world.
 
 

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And the signs of hope grew brighter and brighter. It seemed like all was well, but suddenly the light at the end of the tunnel vanished. But there can be no giving up. Indeed, it may be a situation of victory or death in the case of s3c0ndh4nd. There is still time. However, things appear to be becoming grim. A temple dedicated to the Screwup’s accomplishments quakes at it’s very foundations. Monuments in honour of each and every one of his successes fall and shatter on the ground. The Screwups worked on many fronts, establishing peace and overall happiness in the Union, so much so that he gave his very life for the peace to continue. And now, as the Screwup watches from above, tears form in his eyes. How could everything he worked to establish in his life be completely destroyed in a few months? There is no anger directed at s3c0ndh4nd. Only disappointment. And s3c0ndh4nd looks toward heaven, falls upon his knees and weeps. "I’m sorry…" he says quietly… s3c0ndh4nd has seemingly failed in his mission to perserve the Screwup’s legacy. So now 3 options remain:
 
1. Restore the Good Old Days as planned
 
2. Begin an age of his own
 
3. His sword…
 
But why not a combination of 1. and 2.? Could it be pulled off? We shall see…

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A week and a half into The Saga, and finally the first pieces of success appear. Though hardly noticable, these minor beacons of light have increased morale and brought new confidence into s3c0ndh4nd. Especially interesting is the hateful comment received on the previous blog. Those always make me laugh. Certainly a formal rant on hateful comments is in order eventually. For now, there are simply two rules. 1. If you wish to make hateful comments, by all means, go ahead, but do include a link to your own space where i can contact you back:) and 2. If you absolutely HAVE to be a faggot and break rule 1, at least try to spell your insults correctly. My life is difficult enough without having to figure out what hateful names I’m being called. That last one succeeded in getting me to laugh though. I must admit that no one has ever called me a "pycho" path before. But I digress. The first beginnings of the plan have now begun, and for once, there has been success instead of failure. It is time to move into phase two of the plan.
 
However, the plan itself is now changed. As was revealed in the last entry, this may not be a quest to bring back the Good old days, but God. Many perplexities are now forming, slowly changing s3c0ndh4nd’s feelings and motives. Where will it all lead? Only time will tell, but it certainly leads away from where we are now.

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*first off, before the main portion of this update, i’d like to point out the record breaking SIX comments I received on the last one. And there are people who complain about not being loved when they have 10 comments*
 
 
 
 
The plan has thus far gone nowhere. Complete failures on all fronts. However, s3c0ndh4nd has realized something in the last few days. He has always claimed that there never were any good old days. However he was wrong. There were good old days, and they ended shortly after his birth and Screwup’s violent death. Does Screwup need to be reborn to restore the good old days? no. Screwup, while he sacrificed much, was a fool in many ways, unable to see what was right in front of him, and besides, he’s had his fun. It’s s3c0ndh4nd’s turn now…
 
s3c0ndh4nd now recalls his own youth… he recalls the grim incident where he sold his soul for a week of happiness…
 
Thinking back, he’s not completely sure he even sold his soul then… perhaps Satan was just tempting him, giving him a taste of what he could offer s3c0ndh4nd… And yet… there was definatly something missing during that week. Everything went perfect, yes, but s3c0ndh4nd was unable to enjoy it. Life was going perfect, and yet s3c0ndh4nd found himself becoming depressed…
 
Thinking back, s3c0ndh4nd never really did recover from this depression, did he? He knew for sure that he had not recovered his soul, but all signs pointed to him having given up his soul… Which could only mean…
 
Could Satan have tricked s3c0ndh4nd into giving up his soul, and had never returned it? The very thought of it was unspeakable… it was appalling…
 
and yet it was very possible…
 
 
 
Never mind that for now. s3c0ndh4nd must concentrate on recovering the good old days that he lost around the time he lost his soul.
 
 
hang on… Good Old Days…Good Old Days…
 
G.O.D.
 
God?