When I came home from school today I found a most unpleasant surprise. My mother consficated my quite expensive pipe and an 8th of quality bud. This is a huge invasion of my privacy. She fucking searches my closet for the hell of it. I can't even keep a diary because she has read everyone I have tried to keep. I will stand for this no longer. I already decide that when she comes home from work I will say something along the lines of: Yes I smoke marijuana and no, I'm not going to stop. Truly think about why you are angry with me. Why is getting high a bad thing? Your upset and jeolous because I'm getting kicks from something you will never understand and that scares you. P.S. It's gonna be damn near impossible to get another pipe because I'm not 18.