Sugar high.

Recently I discovered that giving children candy doesn't give them any more of a sugar high than any type of food that has natural sugar in it - for instance, apples - and most scientists believe that children only seem more hyper when they eat candy because they're thrilled at the thought and action of consuming it.
Interesting, right?  No idea if it's true, but it does make sense, in a rather funny way.
Also, recently, I've begun writing again.  A book, to be exact.  I have never finished a book that I've begun (can't stay focused on it for the life of me) but on this one I just think I might.  I'm writing it about me.  Conceited, I know.  However, it's written in a way that it could be about any teenage girl.  You would have to be a good friend of mine to know that it's about me.  This type of writing has kept me going at it because I never run out of things to say.  I live my life and write about it.  I'll never run out of things to say unless I happen to die, which will happen eventually, but in the meantime I'm not gabbering on about something mythical that I'll lose interest on after two weeks.
This writing gives me a "sugar high", a good kind, the kind of high that makes you want to keep tapping at those keys until your breath whooshes out and you can't write anymore.  I'll go at that kind of writing all day.
So perhaps, (one day, my friends) you'll be able to read my book.  Long after I'm finished with it and I'm past thinking up things I want to put on paper, anyway.  For now, keep giving me things to write about.  Then again, you're my best friends, what else is there to ask for?