im sitting in my old room eating a scone, or as it should be termed sydneys friday night and sunday morning bed. im so tired and im cold. i dont know what i should do in this situation. it sort of changed everything. my body still wants food, and its funny that your mom told Dorthoy i was your girlfriend, when i was hiding up the steps. she aid i was cute lol. and then she asked where i was you said hol don and called my phone and brought me downstairs. i dont like leaving.