UGH!

I have to vent:

I come home tonight to findout that my little brother and his friends were using fireworks earlier today.  No big deal.  However, they were looking for something to "blow up" with them and went through the attic in search of something, anything to use.  His friends ended up going through my school stuff, the living room box I have ready for school when I leave in 2 weeks, and selecting my one of two souvenires I bought in Spain during my vacation.  It was a black bull with horns and I have had it in my room for the last two years at school to remind me of my time in Spain.  And now it's soaking wet from them dousing it with water, burned up and down the side, and its legs are falling off from all the shock / being thrown around.  He had asked my mom 3 times whether he could have it and she said yes... because she didn't know who's it was.

I am annoyed.  Really annoyed.  He didn't blow up anything of his own.  His friends went through my stuff and destroyed a momento of mine, and she gave them permission to do so.

The souvenire was nice, wasn't my favorite, but I'm still irritated by the whole situation.

F that.