So I guess I have a lot of explaining to do.

I've had my work cut out a lot lately. I've just started Sixth Form and I've had soo many pieces of homework, I guess I never really got round to updating.

Also, not a lot of stuff has been happening in England for me to write about! Seriously, there's nothing interesting that's really happened here that isn't depressing T.T

But now that I have adjusted to sixth form life and am coping- I shall be updating a lot more regularly! ^.^

Let's go! :)

20th October

10:35 am.

I don't believe it.

I don't bloody believe it.

HOW THE HELL DID FRANCE BEAT ME IN THE RUGBY!

Uggghhhh as if, stupid wanker.

I seriously want to cry.

14:32 pm

I thought pushing France onto Canada would be the end of my problems.

However I'm starting to become even more grossed out than before.

Everytime I see France he has his tongue halfway down his boyfriends throat.

Seriously?

At least me and America make some effort to conceal it...

Well, sort of.

Anyway, I have called America to see if he wants to come over.

After hearing the news about Libya we are going to have a few drinks to celebrate.

It still feels weird, celebrating death though.

Oh well, maybe America will keep me warm as it has been freezing at the moment.

16:05 pm

China just stopped by here for a break before continuing his journey to Russia.

It's really annoying me, why won't he tell me what's going on?

It's obvious that there's something between them and yet he passes it all off as nothing.

Well it was nice to catch up with him anyay.

I just wish he would keep that damn Panda away from my biscuit tin.

Now I have nothing to drink my tea with.

Thanks Panda, thank you very much.

10:15 pm

For Gods sake.

I thought it would be nice to have America stay the night, seeings how cold the weather is.

But no.

After having a few drinks, America asked me if I wanted to watch a new movie with him

So I said "fine."

Little did I know that this movie was "Paranormal Activity 3."

We watched it.

I did get quite scared but afterwards I was fine.

Unlike America...

All I asked is if he wanted to "warm me up".

And he was like "ARE YOU STUPID? WE CAN'T DO THAT, WE'LL MAKE THE DEMONS ANGRY!"

He then ran around my house like a madman taking down all the mirrors.

The first time I've seen him in ages and he spends half the night removing all the furniture from my house and burning sage, and spends the other half cuddling me and crying like a baby.

I knew I shouldn't have let him watch that movie...

11:35 am

Well this morning was...awkward.

America's just acting as if he didn't just spend the whole of last night hiding behind sheets and screaming like a little girl.

He is pretty cute when he's like this though.

Whilst sitting on the couch and having my morning cup of tea, he wrapped his arm around me for a while.

I think that's the warmest I've felt for a long time.

14:27 pm

Okay I think we may actually have some serious paranormal activity going on.

I'm sat with America, cuddling and kissing.

When all of a sudden, America's screaming like a pansy again.

So I looked over and I could see someones silhouette running away from the window.

Obviously I was slightly more rational about this than America was.

"OH MY GOD! IT'S BLOODY MARY! WE'VE MADE HER MAD! FORGIVE US MARY! FORGIVEE USSS!"

Eventually I managed to get him to calm down.

Although it does make me wonder, who was that?

17:51 pm

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT.

I was sat eating some fish and chips when the phone rang.

Despite America's warnings not to answer it (as it could be a demon), I picked up the reciever.

It was my boss.

"What the bloody hell is going on? Do you have any idea much outrageous this scandal is? You better have a good explanation for this!"

My heart instanly sank as I began to feel nauseous. Whatever this was, it wasn't going to be good.

"What are you talking about?" I asked nervously.

"Just turn on the news!"

As soon as I switched from America's reality show crap to the news channel, I regretted it.

"Questions have been raised after these pictures have emerged of England and America engaging in romantic interactions."

No.

"Just what is going on between England and America?"

No.

"Is Britain gay?"

This is bad.

This is very bad.

What the hell do I do?

What can I do?

I can hear the paparazzi outside yelling for me to come out and answer their questions.

How did they find out?

I am completely screwed.

/Plays dramatic music/

So here's a nice big cliffy for you guys :)

I hope you liked it, sorry if it was a bit sucky.

Please leave a review :)

Sayonara

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