I know exactly how you feel. I was caught for the bajillionth time, on Oct. 6th. Two things that made it worse..The fact that it was tha bajillionth time, and the fact that it was my 20th birthday. Funny thing was I wasnt caught with weed or a bowl or anything. I left my house to run to the store for a bit and I had left my dad's 1976 High Times edition laying on the counter. I had freaked when I found it and wanted to show it to some friends. Well mother dearest had come home early and as soon as I pulled in the driveway she was standing there giving me tha look...you know tha look. The " I'm going to chew your fucking face off and duct tape it back on so I can chew it off all over again." look. Well anywho, she threatened to kick me out. But then she changed her mind, she said she would move out so that I would forever remember that on my 20th birthday I drove my own mother away. My dad took my keys, and my mother threatened him with divorce b/c my father had always stuck up for me everytime they got into fights over me. So he beat tha shit outta me which I thouroughly deserved and eventually mom came back. But I still cant have my car, internet (I snuck on tonight), friends, money...etc. T'was fun while it lasted.