Iceland's Diary: It Began In Summer

Tuesday, August 23

Dear Diary:

Today's Tuesday.

Tuesday.

Monday's ugly sister. 

Tomorrow's Wednesday,  and the day after that is Thursday,  and the day after that is Friday,  and the days just keep going, just like always.  They never stop.  Neither do the months.  In a few days it'll be September,  and in a month and a few days it'll be October. Life goes quickly,  doesn't it?  I remember when It was Christmas last year.  How to forget it?  The day I got hit in the face with a cork.  Two times.  It'll be Christmas again faster than we all expect it, and then suddenly,  we'd close our eyes and it'd be August again.

"ICELAND,  WHAT KIND OF NAUTICAL NONSENSE ARE YOU SAYING??!! " you may ask.  Well, I get philosophical whenever my phone has no battery,  so you're gonna have to tolerate all this,  diary.

Speaking about phones,  I installed a dumb little game about a zebra on it.  It's really stupid,  but addictive.  Why am I even saying this?

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Literally,  I don't even know what to write about anymore-

OH

I'm finally getting my cast removed tomorrow.  That's something. 

Um...

Have I told you about the time I went to camp?  Wait- I think I did.  I don't even remember anymore.

Oh,  wait,  someone's knocking on the door.  I have to go answer since I'm sorta home alone so... yeah,  be right back. I hope it's not those stupid girl scouts with their goddamn cookies-

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MY GOSH,  DIARY!

I have no idea why,  but Sealand came to visit.  Nooooooo-  and I had to stay with him because nobody else was home.  Uhhhhh-

He did nothing but talk about how he was part of some micronation group,  and that he's collecting toy trains.  The kid's not bad,  but he's annoying as hell.  Why do I always have to spend time with the annoying people?  I mean,  come on!

I literally sat down for five hours listening to him talk until Finland finally decided to come home.

Sealand:   -so I said "Bullocks!  That goat's mine!"  Hahaha,  it's hilarious,  isn't it?

Me:  Yeah,  whatever-

Finland:  I'm home-

Sealand: MAMA!

Finland:  ..... for the last goddamn time... I. Am. A. GUY.  For fuck's sake!  What part of that do you not understand?? Why do you even call me that??

Sealand: Well,  I thought the nickname would be appropriate for you since you bottom-

Finland:  ........

Me: WHOA SHIT-

And I fell off my chair.

That kid definitely deserves an award.  A big ass trophy with a goat on it.

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I am dead.  D-E-D,  dead.  I seriously don't even know what to do anymore.  Maybe I should start doing something exciting, like.... parkour-

Oh wait,  I can't even walk in a straight line.  Or maybe karate,  though I'm sure I would get my ass whooped after the first day. 

I admit,  my life isn't THAT interesting.  The things that happen to me are normal,  right?  Everyone should go through this...

Right?

I seriously hope that I'm not the only person in the world that has these types of problems.

Well,  I'm going to sleep now,  since there isn't really anything else I can add on here.  Um.... yeah,  I have no idea.

-Iceland

My mind died. I not can right think.