As an Hetalia fangirl...

I feel I should somehow celebrate the 4th of July, Independence Day.

Even though I don't live in the USA.
And I'm not American.

I just think us fangirls should do something nice for our favourite hero's birthday, ne? As I shan't be able to eat a burger (nothing to make one in the house, can't go out for I have no form of transport), would someone do so for me, in celebration of Alfred's b'day?

I might actually mourn with Iggy on the 4th of July. I don't have any hamburgers available, but I do have piles and piles of tea bags. That settles it, then. I'll not celebrate Alfie's birthday (though I shall next year). I'll instead console poor Arthur. <3 

~feels terrible that she missed Canada's birthday... it was like a fanfiction... I remembered it on the day, briefly, and was like, 'YEAH. I'll do something for... who?' and I never ended up doing anything. I LOVE YOU MON MATHIEU. I would come to your igloo party if you invited me. :)

Also, I'm torn, for the title of this post, as for whether it  should be 'an Hetalia' or 'a Hetalia'. See, I don't like 'h's. So breathy. If I was saying that, I'd probably say, 'an 'etalia', or at least down play the 'h' majorly and keep the 'an'. We should go French and not do them, oui?

Also, my canada shimeji threw one of my internet explorer windows off screen and I can't get it back. This displeases me. But I also find it incredibly adorable. I may need to glomp the screen. Brace yourself.

Alright. Room cleaning aint happening. I gave the kitchen a once over, GOOD A FUCKIN'UFF. Time for sleepies. Or, at least, cuddling up in bed without my computer, listening to Missed Me by the Dresden Dolls.

Belle's next recommendation for you guys: LISTEN TO THAT SONG.
Youtube 'Missed Me by Dresden Dolls'. Your mind will be blown by it's striking beauty, and the singers raw emotion.  Truly a beautiful song. <3 I wish I had her voice, and their way with words!

Love love,
I really need to stop posting on this blog. >____<
I promise this will be the last one of the night. Morning. Whatever the fuck day it is. I mean time. Day. Fuck.
It's 2:10 in the morning. My incoherence is to be expected, non?
Goodnight.
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Wait. One last thing. That I feel I am compelled to say because I just yawned.... I was reading a fanfiction, On the Bound, and it had Greece in it. Everytime I read any of his dialogue, I found myself yawning. Then laughing at how uttterly apropriate it was. Just thinking about him now is making me yawn... but that might just the hours and hours and hours that I've been awake for. *yawns a jaw-popping yawn* nah~ can't be.
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also feel free to un-join this blog, guys. I'm not gonna start posting any more logical stuff, it's all going to be purely selfish - just so ya know. :)