Is that I do not remember anymore than about four minutes of it. I know I had a wierd feeling it wouldn't be a good night. Apparently it wasn't. I was very lonely, alone in my room while my mom and brother were awake, and decided to come down to see them in my plaid undies. My mom was trying to hurd up the stairs, and I kept sneaking back down, stomping, and trying to look sneaky. She was chasing me around cause I just kept running. I recall hearing my name alot. I do not recall coming down and dancing. I cried all night. My mom had to stay with me for hours till I finally just was so tired I curled up and passed out. Today was a nightmare. I was so cold and tired I thought I was going to die.