Sugar

It's not good for your health.
I mixed teh tarik (Malaysian Milk Tea) with a triple berry soda. It feels, SWEET. like.

FUCKING SWEET.

I'm still excited, I can't close my eyes, my brain is full of stupid thoughts.

I want to be la


Oh, and I'm having a conversation with my teacher, now, at 2 AM, via Facebook. I dont know how that happened. BUT, I am grateful for him to spare some of his time, talking to this, sugar-rushed student who apparently can talk gibberish for nonsense.

SUGARSUGARSUGAR
SUGAR

All I need is a brain freeze to finish me right now.

Tons of photos, UNEDITED! Damn. I need to work on them, soon.
*procrastinating project, activate*
KANG!!!

Kuuga, atsuku yomigaere, KUUGA hokkori no energyyyy KKUUUUGGGAAAA tsuyoku aru tame niiiiii
NO FEAR NO PAIN Ai no mae ni tachi kagiri
NO FEAR NO PAIN Osoreru Mono wa nani mo naiiiiiiiii

*jumps*

no I don't know why I even bothered to write this thing, yet If you, yes YOU, I don't even know why you're reading, well I hope you read this though but it's really unimportant, but I have a feeling that I need to tell you that, oh forget it, the world doesnt need to know. But I think you should, but it will tell the world too...

I am Batman.

wait.

I am not.

errr, I'm still writing.
It's 2 AM, I've told you that right?
You're still with me?


Oh well, I'll write some.... sensible journal next time, although I'm not really sure how sensible it's going to be..