Dear journal,

     I am trying my best to make Eliza smile. She has been down lately, and I fear that I am the reason. At first, I didn't understand how she could have figured out that I was homesick just by the little bit of moping I was doing. . . And then I remembered that she is me. She would do the same thing in my position.

     And now I've made her sad. God, I hate being like her sometimes.

     I should seek out some of my friends, but I just can't seem to find them. They've all. . . Disappeared. This is what I get for vanishing for nearly a year. It figures that they would all have given up on us by the time we returned.

     That sounded a bit salty, sorry. I blame none of them. It's logical to do as they have done. Not to mention, we aren't exactly the most memorable country. Some people have never even heard of us. Japan's anime that he made of us focuses mainly on Italy, and Eliza features in only a few episodes while I am in none, so we don't even have that to go off of.

     I sound a lot more depressing than I should. It's the Christmas season! I have to be happy so Liza will quit worrying.

     Not like I could go even if I wanted to. . .

-Nyo!Hungary