Some things never really change. My mom for one. Lately, she's really been grating on my nerves. So, my Careers project is due tomorrow, I ask her to get some glue when she goes out. When I come home today I see a gluestick sitting on the table. The gluestick from my room. So, obviously she has gone into my room and retrieved the gluestick, as well as a bottle of whiteout. Do you think that the gluestick is in my room, lieing on the floor, for a reason? It certainly is! I used it. All of it, on my civics project. Does she open up the gluestick to see if there is glue inside? No. So then she goes out, probably thinking that she's done her little deed, and getting to snoop around my room at the same time, and she won't have to buy me glue. WRONG. If she comes home and doesn't have glue I'm making her get me some. Harsh. Yes. I can't even reach her because she doesn't have her PHONE with her. Grr.