Dear diary,
Happy birthday, me. Birthdays are so stupid.. maybe not for humans, but when you live for as long as countries do, there's not really a point. I didn't celebrate today for that very reason. I would have done nothing all day but something kinda weird happened.
Someone asked me out.
That doesn't happen, ever. But a really cute guy asked me out and I just went with it. He picked me up at 5:00 and took me to this nice beachside restaurant and then we walked down the beach and talked. We sat down after awhile and watched the sun set. I'd love to remember it as cheesy, but it was actually super cute.
At the very end of the night, he took me home and gave me this little box with a gold ribbon and told me to open it tonight.
That idiot Dane got me a piece of coal.
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Self-Proclaimed Everything
RandomIceland here, Norway has been annoying me all day with this oniichan stuff, so I found his diary. Here it is! (Norway's Diary, but better) ((This is essentially a fanfic in diary form))
