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So ******** tired right now... Can't even open my eyes properly. The only reason why I'm out of bed is because the radio played Bleed It Out and I needed to turn it up. No point in going back to bed, since it was already after 1pm.

I just got the rest of my Mountain Dew I had from the Taco Bell my sister bought me last night. I don't know if it was because it was sitting in the fridge all night, or because of the nasty taste in my mouth. It's probably a mix of both, because the drink tastes ******** up big time. I think I'll finish this then grab another pop.

Oh, and while in the Kitchen. Well, there's this pot lid on the flood. I stood slightly on the edge of it, which is probably a CM thick. Somehow it offset my balance and made me knock over a whole lot of other s**t.

So yea, I came back to my room. I think it'll be best for everyone if I just sit here for a long time. That way I don't cause more trouble.

Although... Causing trouble's fun...

HOLY ********! I just took another sip of my MD. It's starting to taste like some nasty medicine.

I hate mornings. Well, afternoons technically. It's morning for me though, since I'm just waking ********... Now I got the hiccups.

People, post something so I don't feel like I'm talking to myself. Because I already talked to myself today. After realizing that I was doing it, I started talking to myself in thought. Then I yelled at myself for doing that.

Yea... Brain isn't awake yet. Freaking zombie mode... gonk

Air: Stream of consciousness master.