Can't sleep at all tonight, listening to Scream For My Ice Cream by Blood on The Dance Floor. Some cat is like at my window staring at me and scaring the shit out of me. My best friend Emma is passed out cold, so Zoe and I drew on her face and did her make up badly. About to wake up Emma and play truth or dare with my twin brother Jake. Why do I have a bad feeling about this? O_o