caloo caley

ouch, i have a sore throat. My mum is back and terribly yet lagged. My brother and I have just spent the last hour trying to force her out of bed. I feel bad, a bed is a safe and comfy place to be.My teeth are fine, the only damage appears to be from me brushing them too hard! oh, how stupid! I thought I was doing them a favour. I drank champayne out of a teacup yesterday. Tastes better that way. Have been asked to take part in some psychological research. i will, it isn't a commitment and I spose I owe it. its about my birth month and diagnosises. apparently spring is a bad time for it. I reccon premature births have some role, maybe thats a research topic for me in time. all i have to do is tell them mine and my brother's birth dates. i was 2 months early, him 3. we shouldn't have survived, especially not him. we should have unformed organs, holes in our hearts. we should be brain damaged and weak. but we turned out 'fine'. think we're off to the cinema. can't be fucked with revision. wanna see the machinist. anyone seen it? looks spooky, momento-esque. or maria full of grace. my ebay shoes arrived in the post. they're lemon yellow and very high. when shall I ever wear them?later....good lord, my mum has turned into the psycho bitch from hell. I want to run out of the house and eat an entire chocolate birthday cake and drink a whole bottle of wine. but I have wet hair and I'd catch a chill. She makes me feel to ashamed, I know its probably a bad mood caused by the jet lag, but it really makes me feel horrible. I started crying, which probably just annoyed her. i've been crying a lot less recently. ugh, must take her out to calm her down, hopefully a film or something. save me now.