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meet le 5'1 fancy fille who is indulging her sugary sweet life.
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sooo… hi! here goes the story.
you know i never had a thing on coffee since forever, because i fully understood the condition of my weak, lactose-intolerant, and caffeine-free tummy. every time i did have some milk or coffee, i had this upset stomach. i never really interested in drinking those stuffs in regular anyway. but then, i got a little bad (as if i’ve ever been good?). i mean, sta*bucks ads on “one of their special signature products for mid-autumn" were awfully good and i couldn’t stand the temptation. so yea, i got my bucks spent at that capitalist coffee stall to taste the real thing. and yea, on the very day, there born my new addiction. ta-daa. the coffee. that-40k-per-serving-coffee.
well. that fact aside.
because the next big thing is: after i got this obsession over our little fancy caffeine pal, and i even bought the tumbler as a manifestation so that i would get 50% off in every 22nd on the calendar (yes, i did plan that i would at least visit that capitalist coffee stall once in a month)…… i got sick. i mean, real sick. three times in and out the hospital, lost 6 pounds. and you guess what, they gave me a sentence of whole life without coffee. no spicy foods, no tart foods, and no coffee. or else i might have to end up in the ICU at 5.30 in the morning; for the second time. hell no.
but i just brew my instant creamy cappuccino with a lot of foam on it. whatever. i have faith in my stomach and intestines. HAHA!

sooo… hi! here goes the story.

you know i never had a thing on coffee since forever, because i fully understood the condition of my weak, lactose-intolerant, and caffeine-free tummy. every time i did have some milk or coffee, i had this upset stomach. i never really interested in drinking those stuffs in regular anyway. but then, i got a little bad (as if i’ve ever been good?). i mean, sta*bucks ads on “one of their special signature products for mid-autumn" were awfully good and i couldn’t stand the temptation. so yea, i got my bucks spent at that capitalist coffee stall to taste the real thing. and yea, on the very day, there born my new addiction. ta-daa. the coffee. that-40k-per-serving-coffee.

well. that fact aside.

because the next big thing is: after i got this obsession over our little fancy caffeine pal, and i even bought the tumbler as a manifestation so that i would get 50% off in every 22nd on the calendar (yes, i did plan that i would at least visit that capitalist coffee stall once in a month)…… i got sick. i mean, real sick. three times in and out the hospital, lost 6 pounds. and you guess what, they gave me a sentence of whole life without coffee. no spicy foods, no tart foods, and no coffee. or else i might have to end up in the ICU at 5.30 in the morning; for the second time. hell no.

but i just brew my instant creamy cappuccino with a lot of foam on it. whatever. i have faith in my stomach and intestines. HAHA!