12/16/16

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      I'm sick. My head hurts a lot, and I feel like puking. I haven't moved, it's still early in the morning. I can't even stand straight, and writing this now is just because I'm bored and don't have any new books. Hold on, someone's knocking on the door.

      So, it was Denmark, the situation pretty much went like this.
"What do you need?" I asked hiding my diary. Denmark walked in,"Norg- you don't look so good. Are you sick?" Well no fucking duh I was sick, I actually replied with,"..Yes, can you get me a bucket? And some coffee please?"

      Then he pretty much ran downstairs to get me what I asked for. He came back handing me the stuff, "Anything else?" I shook my head. "I'm staying in here just in case!" Denmark climbed onto my bed resting his head on my stomach. My head hurt to much to really start an argument,"...As long as you're not loud..."

      Now he's asleep, and I'm still bored. Writing in this thing is hard when I can't focus, or put my legs up (Because I don't wanna wake Denmark). I'm going to sleep, it's still early.

                             ~Norway

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