Dear Diary:

Today I woke up startled. I checked my phone and it was 7:30. I was late for school!  I got dressed, ran downstairs and shoved a piece of toast with toothpaste in my mouth as I ran out the door.

I was halfway there,  when I realized...

I don't go to school.

I walked back to my house, embarrassed for life. 

True story.

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Today we're leaving for Australia,  since the World Meeting's tomorrow.  I am SO excited.  Seriously.  This ain't sarcasm. Totally not.

I have to pack my fucking bags for the second time this month,  and go to the fucking airport for the twentieth time this year.  I swear,  being a country is annoying as fuck. 

Since we leave at night,  I have the rest of the day to finish exploring the attic.  Why?  Because I feel like it.

I climbed the stairs,  again,  slammed my face against the ladder,  again,  and climbed the ladder and got to the attic.  The shitty thing I kicked yesterday was still there.  I should probably pick it up... I really should.  I won't though because that's not my problem.

I walked up to the wooden chest and opened it.  There were lots of old armors and clothes inside.  Since I was really REALLY bored,  because we still had no electricity,  I tried one on. I almost died,  it's really heavy.  I looked at myself in the mirror and picked up a sword,  which was also in there.  I was kind fun to just sway the sword back and forth, pretending to fight imaginary monsters.  I admit,  it was pretty childish,  but nobody was looking and I had no WiFi.

Having no WiFi is the perfect excuse for doing stupid things.

I let my "adult" side shut off and I just started fooling around, since I really didn't get the chance to do it as a kid. I suddenly remembered the empty box from yesterday. I ran to it and hopped in, pretending it was a boat. I scooted around the floor,  pretending it was the sea, and then BOOM,  I turned around and everyone was looking at me.  WHEN DID THEY COME UP?  I DON'T KNOW!

Norway:  ......

Me: ...... this is not what it looks like.

Denmark:  Hey,  can I join?

Norway:  woops,  my hand slipped *slaps Denmark*

Finland: YOU DID TOUCH MY GRAMOPHONE!

Me: It was a ghost-

Denmark: GHOSTS!

Norway: shut uuup

Finland: Wait-..... isn't that Norway's old armor?

Me: THAT'S NORWAY'S?

Norway: Oh... you look a lot like me in that.

Me: SHUT UP!

Sweden:  *nods*

Denmark: Seriously Ice,  you DO look like Norge! 

Me: GHA- SHUT UP OR I'LL TAKE YOU ALL TO THE BAKERY!

Everyone: .......

They burst out laughing.  I don't understand why.  I was trying to be mean and aggressive.

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Well diary,  the flight's in twenty minutes.  God,  I hate planes now.  I better get going or the plane lady's gonna go crazy if we're late again. 

-Iceland

Ahhhh- update #2 coming in a few minutes... or hours

Excuse the errors tho... blame the lame ass keyboard

#fuckyoukeyboard