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AN: Ok, so, I'm going to start making Diary Entries for Artie, starting back in the days when Alfred was just a new country. Yup |D. Im certainly planning to make some tear-jerkers too. Hehehe. XD
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Hm. Well, I've decided that it would be a nice idea to start keeping a diary, per-say, a journal. It should be nice to have something to write down my thoughts and feelings in, right? Of course. So, I should probably get started for today.
Apparently, there is a new country running around. I certainly haven't spotted him or her yet, but I plan to claim him or her as my colony once I do discover it. That frog, Francis, won't get to him/her before I will. I'll make sure of that.
And..it'd be nice to have someone around. I'm tired of being pushed and kicked around by my other siblings. If I can raise this country as my own, then I can finally prove that I'm not just a git that has no friends at all.
I can finally prove that I'm worth something. That I have something to live for. No more of this nonsense. I will not be a punching bag any longer.
Ahaha, well..anyway. I'll write in this day by day. I'm sure it'll be interesting to look back at this one day.
Until tomorrow
-Arthur
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Hm. Well, I've decided that it would be a nice idea to start keeping a diary, per-say, a journal. It should be nice to have something to write down my thoughts and feelings in, right? Of course. So, I should probably get started for today.
Apparently, there is a new country running around. I certainly haven't spotted him or her yet, but I plan to claim him or her as my colony once I do discover it. That frog, Francis, won't get to him/her before I will. I'll make sure of that.
And..it'd be nice to have someone around. I'm tired of being pushed and kicked around by my other siblings. If I can raise this country as my own, then I can finally prove that I'm not just a git that has no friends at all.
I can finally prove that I'm worth something. That I have something to live for. No more of this nonsense. I will not be a punching bag any longer.
Ahaha, well..anyway. I'll write in this day by day. I'm sure it'll be interesting to look back at this one day.
Until tomorrow
-Arthur
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lolz sounds just like him XD