First Blog Seems like a good place to start

Where do I begin?



How about tellin you who I am Hi My name be Isaac and no I am not a Pirate though the Samalian Pirates have tryed to recruit me. anyway I'm 14 rather short have longish curly hair wid blue eyes. well enough aboutn that best start talking about today.



well I woke up which was the worst desicion I could have made walked down stairs fell and hit my head`which REALLY hurt walked into the lounge where I fell asleep woke up an hour later with 30 mins till school So I quickly got dressed did my teeth etc but Didn't have time to shower so yay I went to school smelling like teen sweat what else can I do to make my life worse.

school is Hell on Earth now this phrase is thrown around so much it has lost all meaning but I lack the time or attention span to bother comming up with a better word lets just say I think of suicide more than girls at school and I'm a hormonall teenager I'm constantly thinking of girls. first lesson science ahhh science a great lesson in which I acomplish nothing watched a movie think it was "Bend it like Beckham" next PE where I played Tennis let me tell you somthing I hate Tennis. after that my memory goes blank which either means I have a shite memory or it was too dull even for a blog huuuh is such a thing possible you ask The Awnser is yes.

I got home to a kitchin filled with slugs oh and did I mention I am scared shitless by slugs after that I waited for my parents to get home then we had a shouting match for no apparent reason I watched an old episode of house. then got really depressed decided against suicide and decided to go into my head and see what happened.

HELLO AND WELCOME TO MY FUCKED UP DAYDREAM WITH ISAAC MANGAN

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I can wait all day oh wait I can't anyway today I thought of a story Yay for you
here it is

A man named Raymore got up this was unusual considering he'd been dead for three years but he followed this movement by getting up. he wondered why it was dark then he remembered he was burrtied under six feel of dirt and hobo piss safter climbing out which was a Bad Experience to say the least he wondered around he was thirsty so he went into a store to get a drink from the closest shop after finding out it was a LIDL he decided against it he may be dead but he wasn't stupid after getting a drink from Tesco's he wondered through the streets people were yelling zombie at him he figured this was a new form of greeting so he did the same back after a while he found other dead people walking then he was shot in the back of the head by a very rude man but being life challenged he was bound to have many challenges ahead

this story might continue probably won't but hey