August 25, 2011

Entry 1: Bonjour. Salut. Hello.

Dear Kumajiro,

This makes my first journal entry. Hurray! *pulls on invisible confetti popper* I found you deep inside my closet and became nostalgic when I read all of my entries from when I was a kid. So I decided to write into you and get back into the habit.

So, things to note, I'm still the same person as I was before, but with more clarity [for a lack of words at the moment]. First off, remember when I would always think that the boys in my class were a bit cuter than the girls? And that I would never feel anything around the girls, but would feel a pang in my chest when I was near a cute guy? Well, turns out I'm gay [took me long enough, eh?]. And I can say my parents were not the least bit thrilled when I came out. Luckily, they have learned to cope. So there ends that drama, and the drama that did happen... I would rather leave that in the past.

Remember Alfred? The almost identical-in-a-scary-way American best friend of mine? Well, we are still the best of friends. I swear, we should have been born as true-blooded twins. Turns out we both found out we were gay and came out to our families at the same time, without telling the other. Weird, right? I think so at least.

Actually, he now has a huge crush on the transfer student.

Arthur Kirkland. A very intelligent but tsundere (a term learned by Alfred who learned it from Kiku) person from London, England. How to describe him...He's.. He is a bit out there [I caught him once talking to the air, having a supposed conversation with "flying mint bunny" and "tinkerbell". I honestly have no idea]. He is very amusing though when fighting with Francis, Alfred, or both. It's the English vs French vs American match in person. XD

But to be honest, I do not know why Alfred likes Arthur this much. Maybe its this "opposites attract" theory, All I know is that it's amusing, watching Alfred's prominent obnoxiousness magnify a thousand-fold around Arthur. Though I could say the same thing for Francis... How come I see feel this will be a very difficult love-triangle. I really do hope I'm wrong about that though. In any case, I wish for Alfred's happiness, Anything that threatens his big goofy grin... well, let's just say they will find an angry Canadian wielding a hockey stick in the middle of the night.

In any case, I have yet to find that one person who I feel is the one for me. Cheezy sounding, right? But it's true. Right now I'm just going to focus on surviving junior year. Oh yah! I didn't tell you about what grade I am in, huh? Well, here it goes.

Hello. My name is Mattieu (Matthew) Williams. I am a proud Canadian, proud gay, and a damn-awesome hockey player. Tomorrow I am starting my first day of Junior year at Hetalia High. Please let whatever higher being up there watches over me. I have a feeling I will need it.

Mattieu Williams.

Author Notes: Wow. It's been forever since I've been on Fanfiction. That's what club and school does to a person. I'll try to finish all those stories I planned out. But here is something I decided to start with. It's a small project and I know it's been done before. But here it is. Matthew William's diary entry. It'll start from junior year and I'll probably continue it on, only loosely basing it off what is happening in my life. But it is its own story with it's own development. So yah... hope you enjoy. Please comment and add whether you like it, hate it, flames and constructive criticism is highly wanted. Thank you!