so i have had a shitty day. i don't like the man who my mom married, and i don't even like calling him my stepdad. i hate him! he is such an ass. he has to have it his way or he will through a little fit like a fucking three year old. it is getting really old. so as a family we all went to the super wallmart last night and we did not get home untill about 10:30 and i had to be at school at 8 today. i was late. i hate being late and i am pretty much every day. i need to get my damn lisence. so about wallmart, it takes like 30 minutes to drive there so that car ride home was a complete pain in my ass since he had pissed me off earlier. so we are on a tight budget and my mom was worried that we wouldn't have enough to pay for all the food we needed, so my (dare i say) stepdad had a fit and started to get his shit out of the cart. he acted like my mom said we couldn't get his things, which she didn't, and she told him to stop. he was making her so embarresed she nearly cried. so we get home and ended up spending less that we had though we would and my mom tried to jutify his ass-ness. she says that even though they fight, he is the one man who gives an effort to try and make up and apologise. well, mom, when you fight all the fucking time and he has to apologise all the fucking time, i would start to not believe him! wouldn't you? well i think i have ranted and raved enough for today. oh, and all because of that i had a cry fest at school today and i only cry when i am pms-ing, which i am not. i think dave should go back to longview washington where he came from. he always causes my mom and i to get depressed  by what he does, says, thinks, etc, well at least me. i am so glad i had my best friends amanda and zach to cry on. they rock! i love them so much. i would die without them. i hope someone has some advice on how to deal with this shithead. peace out.