At 3:30am my Mum asked if I was on drugs...
She was being serious.
At first I was SO mad. Like way mad. And I once saw this episode of Moesha (this really weird show starring Brandi on nickelodeon) and her parents found weed in her house and accused her of smoking pot and she swore up and down it wasn't hers. So they said, "Well then just take a drug test." And Moesha refused because she felt like she deserved some respect and trust. In the end-- the weed-- was her little brothers!!!!!! DUN DUN DUN.
Yeah... so when she asked me I was like, "Are you kidding me? I'm not even going to answer you." Of course that was just BRILLIANT cause then Mum was all, "So you won't promise me you AREN'T doing drugs?" And I was like "No! I won't!"
Okay so that was really dumb of me to go all Moesha on her.... I blame my weirdness on the insomnia.

Okay, okay. So I realize Mum has a reason or two to wonder. Besides the obvious, I was wandering around the house in my nickers trying to get hold of the internet company in the middle of the night.

In my defense, I have been complaining of this insomnia for years and years. But really the reason I was awake is because I've been freaking out over this Anatomy lab exam I have in an hour... I have studied like MAD and nothing is sticking.

So. In the end, Mum apologized for calling me a crack whore and I apologized for calling her a melodramatic crazy hoverer.

Pretty much all is well at the Freestones again and we will be continuing on with our Grey's Anatomy marathon later today. (We started from the beginning and it's Mum's first time. She's OBSESSED! So weird. I've never seen her love Television)