The Constitutional Act.

In 1791 a paper was signed separating The Province of Quebec into two areas; Upper Canada and Lower Canada.
The Canadians lived in Lower Canada, while the Loyalists (People who stayed loyal to Britain throughout the American Revolution) lived in Upper Canada.

The majority of Loyalists were doctors, lawyers, teachers and other high-ranking jobs. They also had connections in the mother land, giving them the advantage to have a say in the political world.

Sorry, I have to write this down somewhere so I don't forget.

I think my mom found my stash. I'm not too, too scared or anything because:
I have a feeling she already knew or suspected all along
I don't think she cares, as long as I stay in school

I could also be tripping and she didn't find my stash and someone else in this house did.

I admit lately I've been a bit careless. I left poor Medusa beside my bed for two days (Wake and bakes are fun) and I leave my rolling papers out in the open all the time. But never have I left a flake of marijuana on the floor/desk or wherever I might be. I always make sure to pick up after myself if I'm not in my room. After all, I am doing something illegal in my mother's house. If I get in trouble it's my own fault, and I shouldn't drag her down with me.

But today, I came home to my bed neatly made. Normal enough, sometimes she goes into my room and makes my bed. But when I pulled back the cover to go to sleep, I found my bags of weed, my spare lighter, bus transfer papers (for filters) and my extra pack of rolling papers neatly placed on my pillow.

I was like "Fuck. I'm fucked." but then I thought it through;

If she did find it, why would she put it UNDER the covers? If anything she would keep them until I got home, confronted me and then flush everything down the toilet.
OR
She would have left them ON TOP of the covers, waited until I got home, break into my room before I got the chance to hide them and pretend to "catch me red-handed."

I see no reason why she would HIDE them under my covers.

After I took my nap I went upstairs to get my dinner plate. My mom was sitting in the living room watching TV, I went and sat across from her, just to see if she would confront me now. Nothing. Just a normal conversation.

My second test was when I was playing Black Ops. I purposely left my bedroom door open ( I ALWAYS close it) to see if she would go in, after that I would follow her and try to see if she was snooping around.
As planned, she went in. I got up and followed. I stood at the doorway and silently watched her for a few seconds then spoke. "'Sup? What are you doing?"
"I did some of your clothes this morning…" I waited for the: "And also found your bag of weed." But nothing like that ever came.

This has been on my mind all night (which is why I haven't slept yet.) And I'm not really sure how to deal with it.

If she does know, I want her to tell me so I can get my reasons out; who knows maybe she'll let me toke up inside the house when I want or something.
If she doesn't know, I want to find whoever found my stuff, kill them and then hide the body. ask them where they found it, tell them to shut up and don't say anything.

My only other suspect is my older brother, I know he's chill about the whole weed thing.
I don't think it's my younger brother or he would have told my mom already. But just to be sure, I'm keeping tabs on him.

~Nass