Dear diary,
Looks like I'm back to calling you that again.... Wait, not you, this book. This book isn't a person. It isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't. This book isn't a person, and it isn't my friend. Clearly I need a life... And more friends to talk to. Anyways, that not the point of this.
We finally fixed Latvia! He was so happy he ended up falling on the ground crying. Finland sat with him for forty minutes trying to calm him down. Russia has been here with us the whole time Latvia was a cat. I guess its kinda sweet, but as soon as we fixed Latvia, all Russia could do was stare at him with this really weird look on his face. I couldn't place the emotion it was a mix of happy, sad, weird, and fricken creepy. Signature Russia.
England and Romania finally left. I'm about 80% sure that England left to try to turn America into a cat. Romania followed him so he could keep England from being weird. Honestly... If England wants America to like him, there are better ways than magic to do it. I should teach him some things.
I'm glad it's over though. These last few days have been so stressful and.... Emotional.... Well, not for me, but for everyone else. Its hard to watch so many people crying and smiling and being mad at each other all at the same time. How do they even do it? Emotions are exhausting.
YOU ARE READING
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))
