Christmas Eve
It's over midnight, but my eyes just wouldn't close... Uwaeeeh.. @___@
I don't see what the big deal about it is. But it's funny, when around 99% of the Indonesian population are Muslims, that supermarkets everywhere are going "Merry Christmas!" and everything. I thought that the radical Muslims might... burn them down or something, but everybody's doing it.
Indonesia's such a weird country. Everybody's oh-so religious when it comes down to reading the Qur'an and praying, but when it comes to tests and money, they're not afraid to cheat and/or be corrupt. Like, who cares, as long as we do the prayers, it doesn't matter if we cheat and God sees us. Of course, because he'd understand that cheating is "okay". *insert witty rolling eyes action here*
I bring you a product of my unable-to-sleep-ness (oh, look, it's also making me lose sense of what's an actual word and what's not)... An Eyeshield 21 multi-chapter fic in progress (no shit)! And apparently, no smut either.
Without Fail - General, slight romance, slight humour?
The toughest part isn't when you fall, but getting back up. When you're the only ones left, can you really pick yourselves up? Koutarou, Akaba and Julie rebuilding Bando Spiders, pieces by pieces. [Akaba x Koutarou x Julie]
I put Akaba/Koutarou and Koutarou x Julie in one. How smart. @__@ (this is quickly becoming my new favourite smiley after =D and D:)
Merry Christmas, to those who are happy about it, anyway. I feel kinda emo today because I sorta want to die, but I'd probably go to hell because I'm such a sinner, so I kinda don't want to either.
Argh! I'm such a hypocrite/weirdo/annoying little brat to myself.