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So my dad was going to put up my other shelf finally, just one slight problem~ The brackets for it are missing, so my mom decides they absolutely are in my room *ahem* they are not. I remember, I know!, that those brackets never, ever, left the closet. Ever. And I don't know where they went! But I know, positively!, that they never left that shelf. EVER. And yet I still have to search my room for no reason when I know they aren't in it. And if they are then I'm a dumbass, but I don't care. My parents always have to be right, its so annoying, I'm never allowed to be right around my mother, I'm always wrong or she knew that from the beginning and 'wasn't going to admit she knew' like WTF? Egotistical much? And I know that at one point I'm going to snap and just yell at her, and when that day comes I might as well bid you all ado, becuase she'll take everything away. And I can't stand the thought that I have to live with her for another 4 years and deal with her s**t. I wish she'd get a ******** clue.

On a lighter note
A friend and I were going to go ice skating on the lake but her dad got stuck in the snow so we had to help him out and by the time we were done we didn't want to ice skate anymore, it was a funny moment~





**2015 EDIT**
My shelves are happily sitting on my wall, home to many random things.