Seriously..

How much am I hating where I live right now?

Why the heck is it ALWAYS my stuff that ends up missing in this house.. first.. my camera.. now.. the stupid certificates for my students..

NOW.. I know for a fact that I left them on the table next to the candles.. because all the stuff for my kids was there.. in one place.. for the soul purpose of leaving them all in one place..

I swear.. no one cares about my stuff here.. they all care about my brothers.. but no one cares about mine..

I hate this!