Chapter 31: The Light Ahead

Welcome to a new chapter here at the tomeoftruth, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, or whatever you want to be addressed with.

You know, today, while I was struggling to wake up in the morning for school, I was thinking. And, yes, I do think. This evil propaganda plot disguised as a (almost, just of the lesser evil) harmless looking blogsite did not manifest by itself, mind you. What was I getting up to live another day for? What was it that made me feel alive?

While, the answer is this. Besides waking up so I can write a new chapter to devastatingly crush all readers beyond mental repair so I can brainwash an entire army of slaves to do my bidding, and please pretend you did not hear that, so get back to reading this harmless blog, I think the reason I feel so alive is because I have an ambition to work for.

That is the reason I am attending my classes with utmost determination and focus, the core within which why I do my homework diligently despite the fact that I am writing this chapter as an excuse to conivince myself that I have a right to avoid my work for now as a short break.

But... what that ambition is... I guess when I acheive it, I will let you guys know. As soon as I do not procastinate, and we all know the story about that one. Even if you do not, it is very likely that you will soon.

Well, until that illusionary day, I will be seeing you all for the next chapter.

Au Revoir!

Chapter 30: It's Alive!

A very good day to all viewers on the tome of truth blog, otherwise known as the living version of the underword, where many enter due to (almost) false advertising of an intense,e xciting vacation, while almost none leave with their sanity intact. So, count yourselves lucky, those who can still understand human words after reading this blog, as you have just hit the jack pot.

Moving on to the main dish of the dead, I mean, day, I have just completed on of my assignments which I think will be graded, fully explaining why I actually went ahead to work so hard for. I am, a very, but partially self-declared, gun pointing those to reason into agreeing with which doubles as an example, practical kind of blog writter.

And... anyway, after spending what seemed like a few millenia, but is actually just a few hours (exaggeratting, one of my hobbies, very relaxing, sided with a heart overdrive and a ice cold glass of panik attack), my proposal. But the topic is.........................................

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Confidential! Thank you very much!

I might, however, reveal my location on the day my creation has it's debut showtime. Might, emphasis on the might. Mainly depending on my procastination level of the day. Which is usually quite high. But there is a small chance. Believe me, please. I am a very turstworth person. Maybe capable of creating false evidence just for leisure. But really, I am harmless.

So... as we heard it. It's alive! This deadly document is finally alive! Capable of burning eyes which lie on it! It's alive!

Until then, readers, sleep tight, and good night. Yes, it ryhmes, doe it not? I like rhymes. A lot. Goodbye. You can go now. Shoo. Scramble.

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Chapter 29: The Gates To The Field Of Honour

Good day, fellow humans. Today, as we all know, partly due to my constant reminders, marked the start of a fresh, new semester. The gates to the battlefield finally open. The scent of the desire to fight for the sake of living is in the air.

Come, let us feast and indulge in these days of glory. The night is still young, and the winds bring forth soft, sweet whispers of victory and yet, raging, bitter yells of defeat.

Valhalla Hall descends on Earth, brilliantly standing against the vicious strike of the fiery sword held by an angel of battle.

Well, you get the point. From today, onwards, every day will be a battle to the ultimate goal. There can only be one left standing.

Chapter 28: Back... To The TomeOfTurthCave!

Hello, gentlemen. Yes, I have finally awakened from a millenia (fine, less than a month, I was exagerating) of slumber to feast on this rotting world again... And I call forth this meeting of evil. And since I am the only member of this board (T_T, it's not my fault that I fired everyone else for the pleasure of it), we can skip the roll call.

Well, I got my timetable some time ago... five year one semester one modules as I had transferred over last semester, and one year one elective, food culture. A couple of reasons why I chose this particular elective module do exist, being a very reasonable person myself. I shall not hesitate to show thee the way to heaven should anyone wish to insult this blog. I am a very, partly self-proclaimed, practical man.

First of all, I can hardly imagine myself writing an essay in a foreign language unless there are benefits, as in knowing new ways to verbally abuse someone without them knowing what I am talking about, giving me time to return to the tomeoftruth mobile before they put things together.

Secondly, I refuse to take an IT course and risk getting poor grades. My very laptop can be my greatest enemy sometimes.

Finally, my knowledge on food and nutrition and it's sciences might give me some edge in this module.

Hmm.... and now the days of glory are ending... the doors to the battle beckon... and with my tomeoftruth utility belt, and the latest technology in expensively modified suits with a ridiculous mask... I shall be unstoppable.... *Insert evil laugh* Also, I have my new lecture notes.

Until then, have a happy day, readers... for now.

Chapter 27: Uncertainty...

A big welcome to a sparkling new chapter of the tome of truth, dear guests. Well, only about two weeks counting down to the blasting of a new semester. I feel pumped up for the future that is to come... but baring in mind the powerful hurdles ahead, the stars that shone so bright upon the path to my goals just seem to dim, almost vanishing.

As does the fire within me. I just feel the curshing pressure of whether my best efforts will even be enough, while thinking of the great opposing power I felt before. The world is so large, and yet I feel so small. I do not know if I can make it, after witnessing such terrifying prowess.

But I do know this. All I have to hold onto, is the faith in whatever I have done so, the faith that my efforts will eventually lead me to the finishing line. That is all I have, a thin rope of faith. Just my beliefs. But when have I ever had any real beliefs in anything? I just have to try to keep this torch burning. And if I should burn out to a crisp, so be it. I do not really have much to lose. Just all that I have.

Until then, guys. My apologies if this sounds far more serious than my past entries, but I say this with all my heart. Oh, and when the new semester comes, I may not be posting much in this blog. And no, this is no april fool's joke. This will truly be my final stand.