``heres the lengthy entry i promised I walk in the door from a fucking school fucking trip and the first fucking thing I get said to me is, “Where were you?” LIKE HE DIDN’T FUCKING KNOW!! I said… “at the school trip” He goes.. “oh, well you should have called and told me you were going to be late” Oh like he even fucking cares! I said “ooo, well we can into this really important guy at Chincoteague and he was from African Wildlife foundation, so we tried to ask him as many question as we could, which ran a little late.” “Well next time you need to call, you always do this Sara...Never call to keep in touch.” I fucking bet on my hair that none of the other fucking parents said this shit! I bet that none of them yelled at there child for staying a little bit longer at a SCHOOL TRIP!..its not like I’m out getting high, having sex…I’m spending time with other fucking students I’m not in a very good mood… I didn’t get a fucking hello how was the fucking trip, I didn’t even get a fucking wave! Or heyyy glad your fucking home! I wish I would have fucking died on the fucking way home, then what would he have fucking yelled at me about??? Did I not die good enough for that fucking bastard? So then I was like..”ok?” the kind of ok, that also meens thanks for saying hi, or thanks for being nice…ya know that king of okay..with a question mark on the end. Then before I could even run to my room to take my jacket and shoes off, he tells me I have to clean out these 2 bowls in the fridge and wash them..! Why can’t he do it? Why do I have to? So I did another okay..no question mark… Then when I came back in the kitchen to do that shit, I was told that I had to walk the dog. ..again why can he? I went along with it..doing the FIRST task he told me to do and started emptying the bowls. Then he yells “NOW! Walk the dog Now!” I stood with my arms out and said “I thought you wanted me to clean out the fridge?” And he goes “yea after you walk the dog”..so I walked to the door grabbed the leash, said “well you should have said that” then slammed the door behind me. After my dog did her business, I came back in picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID then kind of sort of slammed it back down. He yell “why did you slam that?” and I said “I didn’t!” kind of sort of lying…and him and went back and worth, and I go, “Whats wrong with you? Why are you so short?” and he demands “I’m not you’re the one being pushy yelling at the dog, and slamming things around” and I gave him a blank stare and said “no, your wrong, im not..” then I got a bit madder and said “im not yelling at the dog and im n ot slamming things! I put the phone down a little hard but I didn’t meen to! And I wasn’t yelling at the dog, she was being stubborn so I called her name and disciplined her..you do it to me!” Then he says “I don’t yell at you! (while he was yelling) and you did slam the phone you can help what your body does! And you must be very upset right now and I don’t know whats wrong with you.” I came back with “I didn’t mean to be rough with the phone, and I’m NOT upset about anything, and if I were…why are you being so mean!” Then I rolled my eyes and left to my room…surprised as shit that he didn’t tell me to get back down. Right now, my brother is on the Internet, which made me even more mad cause I need my friends. So I am writing this on Mic. Word, then later when my brother signs off ill just paste it on.. I hate my Step-dad My Birthday is Friday…. I just now made a list *Sweaters and Jeans *New Shoes *Cell Phone *A new Step-dad *A Long and Another Relationship with Nick…<

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