Friday, November 25

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Dear Diary:

I've been thinking...

You know how everything has a first time,  right?  The first time someone jumped,  the first time someone drank water,  the first time someone stepped on a lego-

Now...

What in the goddamn fucking world was the guy who discovered milk doing to the cow??

(milk brings back war flashbacks though-)

I just realized how retarded it is to write your thoughts down in book.  Like,  the only person who'll /hopefully/ read this will be me.  It's actually pretty useless.

But I keep doing it because I'm a loser who has nothing better to do.

Speaking about losers, tomorrow I'm being forced to go to aNOTHER  world meeting and I really don't want to go...

Nobody wants to go, actually.  Estonia sucks ass and everyone hates him. No one (except Finland)  wants to go to Estonia. 

Sweden really dislikes the idea of going to Estonia as well.  Like

Finland: Guess where the next meeting is!

Sweden: Hm?

Finland: E-

Sweden: No

Sweden really doesn't speak his mind often,  but the look on his face was like

Sweden: BITCH HOLD THE FUCK UP- NO FUCKING WAY- NOPE

I really wonder what Sweden thinks 50% of the time.  Everyone knows that 50% of his thoughts are of Fin,  but...

If he had a diary it would probably be very interesting.  That, or it would be a boring collection of Minecraft hacks.
But who cares? You don't,  I don't- let's change the topic.

I want tickets to see a band.

Not any band tho.

The B E S T band ever... in my opinion.  Not saying names because maybe you don't like them... (why the hell do I keep talking to my diary like if it were a person ;-;)

Anyways

I want to go see a band during their tour

So I need tickets

But what's the problem?

I can't buy them because

a)  I'm poor

b)  I'm poor

c) The tour ain't even close to where I am

d)  I'm poor

And it's not fair because I have all the merchandise and I've been a fan since like, 5 years or so

Also I hate people and that's literally a place infested with them-

h I S S

So...

If for some reason someone's reading this

And it's before March 28

Please

I beg you-

tAKE ME TO CALIFORNIA

AND GIVE ME A GAZILLION DOLLARS

SO I CAN PAY THEM TO STAY IN MY HOUSE FOREVER

- A very desperate Iceland

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What are you saying?? I'm totally sure it hasn't been at least 3 weeks since I last updated...

>_>

<_<

Also,  thanks for all the comments ^^ Not just in these past three weeks *cough* but all of them. Ever single one.  I literally come home from school and open Wattpad and O H- literally a bunch of super hilarious comments on this attempt of a story. It really makes my day,  though I may not respond to them because I'm shy af and my mind's like

"what if I scare them away and delete their Wattpad account?"

.... Sorta like that.

Also,  school's over for me *dance* so I'll be able to update frequently

That's it,  thanks for actually reading this...

Also, if you wanna request something (I dunno,  maybe a chapter where the sun explodes and everyone's forced to live only on salt water or a specific topic) go ahead! This story is for everyone to read and it wouldn't be fair if I only wrote chapters that like.

Thanks for reading and have an awesome day :3

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