Hello! im brian... and i already failed at capitalizing the second sentence of my introduction... wait does "Hello!" count as one sentence if so its the second but if not its like the first still... well this is a story about my weird life as i try to write a entertaining story which proboaly isnt entertaining and has millions of grammar and spelling mistakes with little to no plot development and a crap story survive live and... do things? im not good with introductions... nor grammar as you can see

to start off i live in this world called "earth" its pretty crap if you think about it, the rich get richer the poor become poorer and here i am being a parisitical teen who sits around as he waste his parent's money on electricity so he can write on royal road legends sovern street myths not copy writed please dont sue me im poor. i consider myself quite the writer ha not you suck @author @self inserted main character. So right now im going to my school where im the loner character who sits in the front row and has no friends, you know random teacher suck up who has that smile which never really looks normal and who despises their teacher with a burning passion and is planning on stabbing them in their sleep .(oh god did i somehow mannage to split up the strike through between "and" and "who"?) Well anyways im that kid... oh... you don't know anyone like that? well- shit- OH! i have a better way of explaining it. im the emo who has such a bad life even though they have food a "loving" family a roof over their head and little to no practical worys... damn im a peice of shit-

so the story starts off with me walking to school- being the lonely and lazy kid i am the sunlight is so rare for me to see that i get a headache from even looking at it! i mean what the fuck is up with that? im pretty sure the people around me stare at me whenever i wince and stumble around outside but hey- im asian- i can't see now can i ... i glare at the racist prick who sits next to me- it seams that he's the napalian who can't speak english and has a mental disorder, god i hate this school. 

walking onto the bus i say "hi" to the bus driver, this was the largest interaction ive had with any "human" being in the last 2 - 3 days. i shiver as i think of my room with many papers cluttering about from my writing sprees and- i see you staring- its definitely not just candy wrapers and stuff- im being serious here! ... oh wait back on track this was the largest interaction i've had in a few days, sure i could have had gone to the girl next doors house and hung out or something- but no she is not a child hood friend or what ever cliche you're thinking of, i just moved in next door in the last few months i hear you asking but no im not the generic "handsome and brooding transfer student" im the kid who managed to find a bigger house in the area and frankly i don't really see any reason to interact with her. 

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as i sit down on the bus i look around at all the other humans on this vessle, some are little children, some are big children who act more like little children than the little children i hope you all burn in hell i say to them in my head. you're proboaly wondering why i used the correct you're/your at the begining of this sentence here or maybe you're wondering why i want them all to burn... which now that i think of it was the reason i wrote you're in the first place. i want them to all burn because i frankly would rather read on royal road legends sovergn street myths than hear a fucking grown ass baby a teen sitting next to me groan and moan because of some fucking mental disorder he has harsh i know but i have to live with this mentally impared idiot sitting next to me every day slobbering over my work wait now that i think of it am i not more mentally impared self inserting myself into some novel and publishing it to the world to see while being blatantly obvious about it and proboaly gaining a fuckton of ridicule ? ehhh oh well...

so im sitting in the bus when the bus goes off of a cliff oh wait... this isn't a story... oh wait this is... so the bus goes off of a cliff and here i am being like ha all of you guys are going to burn in hell oh no im dying but since im in a story some super hero or reincarnating god thing is going to save me! but no i fell asleep on the bus and now im at school

"get your fucking ass off the bus" the bus driver says to me as i wake up

i walk into school and then i look around... before the author relizes this is way too long for a start of his novel and decides to end it... wait i didn't edit this chapter yet- i mean like i should make it presentable right? nahhhh - lets throw craftman's ship out the window and say "fuck it" to having a good first episode