Dear Journal,
I don't think I've ever gotten any less sleep then I am now. I stayed up almost all night trying figure out how the hell Chris can do a rubix cube. I bought one myself and I still can't seem to solve it.
In American History, we're going over the different articles in the Constitution. I think I know how the government is run. I may be the 2p, but I'm still America.
And yestetday, I may or may have not angered some fat wrestler dude who ran into me. I knew there were Americans who were rude, but you can't just go around and punch people in the face. If you're wondering how am I any better, I'll tell you. I only hit people I know. Like Matt or Luciano. I don't hit random people who accidently tap their shoulder on me.
Oh. I just remembered. Halloween is soon! My favorite holiday besides 4th of July.
Should I dress up and beg for candy like the child I currently am, or do what I usually do on Halloween. Which is go out somewhere and scare the crap outta kids. Usually with Matt or Oliver though.
I admit, I actually might miss them a tiny bit. But don't you fucking tell anyone!
-Allen
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Allen's Diary (2P America)
FanfictionAlfred has found a Diary and decideds to read it, thinking it's England's. He then puts almost every entry online and this is what it is. Swearing inside! This is 2ps we're talking about. Of course there's swearing.
