#thirteenth entry

12pm

WOOW! I haven’t written in my diary for ages. I have so much to catch up on. I didn’t write i bower because I was doing my week of work experience at the library. And yeah. It sucked donkey balls! Instead of being able to go to the tattoo shop like I planned to, my Aunty cancelled at the last moment and I get stuck in the shitty land of Southside Library. I hated everyone there - especially Fran. My social anxiety + stern pussy bitches = me crying while hiding out in the bathroom the entire time. So yeah I fucked the whole thing!! NEVER. GOING. THERE. AGAIN.

Fortunately, since there was no way for me to get to the library from Bajool every morning, Marcie’s Mum offered for me to sleepover for the week and she’d drop me off and pick me up. I said yes straight away. And the week was really great. I mean a week with Marcie? Of course if was, although she made me sick. We goofed around, and god it was great being with her. I went a week without masturbating or cutting and it was hard for me to resist eating there though so...but it wasn’t as difficult as I had feared.

However, one night, she was talking to Mel on speakerphone (because Mel began dating Nat. Fucking Nat!) and Marcie slipped that Nat had asked her for nudes. Which she never told me....a terrible rage filled me and I snapped at Marcie. I was so disgusted with her and Nat. So yeah, three my typical tantrum. She picked up on it and began cuddling up to me which normally I would find cute but at that moment it just pissed me off more. I don’t know why it angered me so much. I KNEW there was something going on between them before, it wasn’t just me being paranoid!!! The whole situation with Mel all over again!!! Plus she said it so casually, like it didn’t even matter. God I was so naive to not even know about it

Well whatever the reason, it hit me. Hard.

The night night after that, we had a big talk. It sss foo emotional and long for me to write everything down but I don’t want forget it so I’ll write a little bit. Basically everything we were worrying about in our relationship came out. The jealousy - how I hated Nat & Marcie was jealous of Mel. How much we loved each other - we were both worried about the other only liking, not loving. (Note: Marcie developed a crush on me at the start of last year and we both realised it was love on Christmas holidays when all could do was think of each other. Things got a bit more intimdate; feeling pressure but wanting to make out. How far we wanted to go; tmi Marcie said she got horny whenever we kissed which was awesome Then things got a little more depressing.

I told her about my anxiety, depression and depersonalisation episodes. My self harm, although not my eating disorder because I know her sister suffered from bulimia and it might be a sore spot for her.

The two countries walk into the kitchen, the younger one taking a seat at a low table and the other walking over to the stove. He added the leaves into the tea pot before pouring in water and placing it into the stove. China watched it for a moment before turning back to Korea.

"Just wait, alright. The tea will take a while."

"Of course, Aniki! I know that! After all, tea originated in Korea~!" China sighed a bit before walking over to the table and sitting. "So, did your boss let you off, too?"

"Yup! He mentioned something about a world peace project or whatever."

China smiled, placing his hand together. "Yes. America came up with it. It's apparently a video game."

Korea jumped up, placing his hands on the table. "Really?!? Cool!"

The older one laughed. "Settle down. Apparently there is only a set number of players allowed."

His face dropped and he sat back down. "Ah... Alright. I apologize for my outburst, Aniki."

"I never said you couldn't help out."

The younger's face perked up like an excited puppy. "I can?"

"Of course. I would like the help." 'After all,' China thought, 'You think and act an awful lot like America. This game may be a bit strange to me since I didn't mass produce it per usual.'

Korea watched as China started taking out ingredients. "What type of dim sum are you making, Aniki?"

"Cantonese shumai. I bought the pork and mushrooms yesterday so they're still fresh." China smiled when he heard the excited gasp from the Korean. "It will take a while so-"

"Aniki, I'll make it!" China turned his head to the Korean who was already coming forward. "After all, it originated in me!"

The smaller nation looked at him with a somewhat exasperated look. Korea knew that any shumai was prepared by a master chef. This would impress Aniki! China, however, knew that Korea hadn't been taught much about Cantonese shumai.

"C'mon, Aniki, pleeeeeease?" Korea gave him puppy dog eyes and China sighed, lifting his hands up.

"Alright. But they're very difficult to make."

Korea took China in a bear hug. "Don't worry you won't regret it! Here, you get started on the game! I'll prepare it some while you're playing!" The taller nation gave the other a little push to the door. "Go ahead, Aniki!"

China stumbled a bit to the door before sighing and continuing through. He made way towards his room and stopped, sighing once more. "My house hasn't been this noisy in a long while." A small smile came to his face, reminiscing of the times when all his younger colonies resided with him. They made his home all the more lively. That had all changed when they grew up.

Shaking from his mind the old memories, China slid open the door to his room. His bed was in the center of the far wall. At its foot was a chest and behind the bed was a window, the glow of the garden lanterns slowly leaking inside. He smiled, walking over to his chest, unlatching it, and lifting the cover. From the chest, China took out A (1) STRIFE CARD, A (1) CAPTCHALOG CARD, and A (1) LAPTOP. Before closing it, he noticed one more object before pulling it out. In his hand he pulled out, A (1) WOK.

"What is this doing here...?" He was completely sure he kept all his cooking utensils in the kitchen... Sighing, he picked up the green STRIFE CARD in his other hand. "Now, how do I- AIYAH!"

The WOK was accepted by the STRIFE CARD making China's STRIFE SPECIBUS into IRONKIND.

China scratched his head with his now free hand and glanced at the IRONKIND SPECIBUS CARD. "So I guess... This is my weapon?" He equipped and unequipped his WOK. "I guess so."

Putting down the IRONKIND SPECIBUS CARD, China picked up the CAPTCHALOG CARD. "This says RECIPEKIND." He turned it over to the back, spying two buttons. "I guess I'll press this 'on' button." China activated the RECIPEKIND SPECIBUS. "Nothing really happened..."

He picked up his LAPTOP only to have it put into the SYLLADEX. China blinked a couple times. "Things keep disappearing from my hand!" He looked at the card holding his LAPTOP. Several other, indistinguishable objects were featured on the back. "It appears that these objects make up my laptop. So I can make more of them." China thought for a moment before sighing. "There's not much use for that since I already mass produce these things."

China placed his IRONKIND SPECIBUS CARD in the SYLLADEX before going back to his chest. "Ah, yes! I still need those disks!" He pulled out the (1) CLIENT DISK and the (1) SERVER DISK. "There! Now I just need to install the game." Thinking for a moment, China took out the SERVER DISK from its sleeve and the LAPTOP from his SYLLADEX.

He placed the computer on the chest and turned it on. A wallpaper with Shinatty-chan and himself popped up and he smiled. For the game, Shinatty-chan had been sent home for a well deserved vacation. China opened the disk compartment and proceeded to... Insert... The...

After several failed attempts, China threw his hands in the air. "AMERICA GAVE ME THE WRONG DISK TYPE*!" He frustratedly put the disk back in its sleeve and began to pesterlog the American.

--chineseCook began pestering americanHero-- CC: AMERICA ARU CC: YOU MADE THE WRONG DISK FOR ME ARU CC: I USE VCDS ARU CC: YOU GAVE ME A CD ARU CC: AND WHY ARE THERE ARUS AT THE END OF MY SENTENCES ARU CA: Wow. You're really annoying. CC: WHO ARE YOU ARU CA: I'm Tony. America's busy right now. CC: Aren't you America's alien aru? CA: It's Mr. Alien to you. CA: Now what's this about wrong disks? CC: My computer doesn't use CDs aru. Only VCDs aru. CA: Wow. Must be an old computer. CC: I know that aru! Tell me how to fix it aru! CC: And stop making my sentences end in aru! CA: No way, it's too funny. CA: Anywaaaay, I can't do anything about the disks. CA: You have to use a computer that can use CDs. CA: Try to find one. CC: But why aru? CA: Because every player is only allowed one server and client disk. CA: The rules state I can't make more. CC: What rules aru? America didn't mention any about disks. CA: Because it's more fun seeing you guys all struggle. CA: He says the harder the funner. CC: That's stupid aru! CA: But it's fun. CA: Anyway, that's all I can do for now. CA: Oh look, America found a bat. CC: Wait aru! --americanHero stopped pestering chineseCook--

China sighed and rose from his uncomfortable position on the floor. He closed the laptop, placed it in his sylladex, and made his way to his kitchen again. There, Korea was still busy making the dim sum.

"Aniki, you took a while!"

"Yeah. I was trying to start the game but my computer can't use CDs. I need a computer that does." Korea's hair curl popped up and he turned around.

"I do! It's in my bag! Here, I'll get it!" He ran to his room and back before China could even comprehend what was going on. "Here it is! Japan gave it to me! In return, I'm not allowed to touch his boobs even though their mine!" China sighed, a little exasperated. Korea had stopped that habit a while back. Now he knew who to thank for it.

As China sat down at the table, he noticed the tea should have seeped enough by then. "Korea, bring me some tea."

Korea nodded enthusiastically and came over with the tea cup and pot. He handed the tea cup to China and placed the pot on the table, slightly away from his computer. "We should be able to work this now..." China muttered.

He pulled out the CLIENT DISK and pulled it out of its sleeve. "Here goes nothing." China pressed the on button.

Nothing.

A bit confused, he pressed it a bit longer. Still nothing. "Korea, did you charge it?"

Korea blinked a couple times. "Maybe I didn't, Aniki... Sorry about that..."

"Did you bring the charger?"

"....No."

China sighed, rubbing his temple and returning the disks once again to his SYLLADEX. Just wonderful.

((*According to the episode of Hetalia of the Dead, China uses Video CDs. Modern DVD players don't use Video CDs, apparently. In this case, I made it the other way around. Though, it may not be very accurate.))