let's try this again

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as i walked down the hallway to head into my room, my "father" punched me, right in the jaw too.

"WHY DID YOU COME HOME LATE" he slurred. yep. he's drunk. NOT a surprise. "actually im early as it is 4:10 pm" i said to his face and tried to walk past him. "OH NO YOU DON'T" he screetch/slurred. "oh im sorry, but the last time I checked is that  you are NOT MY FATHER and you have absolutley NO power over me whatsoever. so i suggest that you arsehole better back off. before i make you" i said and walked past him, leaving him with a shocked face. well, as shocked as it can look when your drunk.

so,... in my room. band posters everywhere on the wallls. i can't even remember what color the wall color is anymore. i think it may be black or yellow? oh well, who cares.  bed, computer ( only use it to charge my ipod and to listen to music, and the occasional homework assighnment) and other bedroom stuff. i like it. as i decorated it myself ^_^.  well off to bed for me, im tired, as i ran to much, and i hate running.

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