Iceland's Diary: It Began In Summer

Sunday, September 18

Dear Diary:

Yeah, ok, so the World Meeting was moved for tomorrow because of a fucking thunderstorm that made a tree fall on the main road, blocking all ways to get there.

No one cares, neither do I, so I'll just skip that part.

Today, I decided to grab my violin and play a bit. I'm not that bad, but I sorta forgot to. It's been a long time since I last played.

I accidentally shattered a window with the bow. This is literally the tenth window we had to fix this year. I don't really care, but pieces of glass are starting to get stuck in my shoes and it's really annoying. I mean... you can't walk without making glass noises against the floor.

We had to go buy a new window. "We". I stayed home.

Hong Kong's getting tired of being in Scandinavia. I don't think he misses his family, but... yeah, I don't know.

Today, he saw me with my violin and started bothering me.

HK: Wow! You know how to play the violin??!!

Me: Yeah-

HK: Teach me!

Me: .... I only have one.

HK: I'll buy one! Come on, please! I'll teach you something in exchange.

Me: What can you possibly teach me?

I think he got a bit offended. I'm not sure.

HK: I can play the keyboard and the piano a bit.

Me: Oh? Who taught you?

HK: I can't remember. I just know how to.

Probably learned it on YouTube.

Me: Alright-

HK: GOOD!

And he ran off, probably to some music store. I sat there like an idiot waiting for him to come back. When he finally did...

HK: I bought a violin!

Me: ........ Hong Kong....

HK: Yeah?

Me: THAT'S AN UKULELE!

HK: No. The guy at the store said that it was a limited edition violin.

Me: THAT IT NOT A VIOLIN!

HK: BUT THE GUY AT THE STORE-

Me: "THE GUY AT THE STORE"- WHY DON'T YOU MARRY THE GUY AT THE STORE???

HK: BECAUSE I WANT TO MARRY YOU!

Sweden happened to walk by when he said that. He just squinted at us weird and left.

I-

Now,  I say,  how do you confuse a violin with an ukulele? You don't just do that. You gotta be real special for that to happen.

Hong Kong ended up giving the ukulele to Denmark,  since he didn't want it and Denmark did. Now he's giving us all random serenades with it. I miss my life without the ukulele.

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So... Sweden started building a chair today.

I was walking over to the kitchen to get a glass of water, when I walked by and saw him.

Me: What are you building?

Sweden: A chair.

Me:  Oh.... can I watch you build it?

Sweden: Ok.

So I stood next to him and watched him work,  sometimes giving him the tools he needed.

A minute passed,  and then five more. Norway walked by.

Norway: Hey Sw-... what are you building?

Sweden: A chair.

Norway: Oh. Good luck.

Sweden: Mhm.

And he walked away.

A minute passed ,  and then six more. Denmark strolled by.

Denmark: Hey,  Sve!  Whatchya building?

Sweden: A chair.

Denmark: Cool! Can I sit on it when you're finished?

Sweden: No. It's mine.

Denmark: Aw... well,  good luck!

Sweden: Mhm.

And he left,  tripping on thin air in the process.

A minute passed,  and then half an hour.  Finland passed by.

Finland: Hey,  Sweden!

Sweden: Hey.

Finland: Are you building a chair.

Sweden: Yup.

Finland: Nice! Can I sit on it later?

Sweden: Of course. It's ours.

Finland: Aw,  you're so sweet!

And he walked away,  winking at both of us.  Creep.

A minute passed,  and then an hour. He was almost done. Sealand ran by holding a kite.

Sealand: Poppa,  guess wha- is that a chair?? Sweet!

Sweden: Mhm.

Sealand: Can I sit on it later??

Sweden: Of course.

Sealand: Yes! Alright,  hope ya get it done!

And he hopped away.

A minute pa- wait. Not even thirty seconds passed and Hong Kong walked by.

HK: Yo,  you building a chair??

Sweden: Yes,  but I don't want you doing disgusting things with Iceland on it.

Me: WHAT?

HK: SIR!

Sweden: I was kidding...

Me: .....

HK: ......

I think the universe had a meeting one day and they all said "Hey,  let's throw shit on Iceland! He deserves to pass through embarrassing moments and crappy shit!"  so now they're making my life miserable. Rip me.

-Iceland