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So. Phase one of Operation: Furniture went well. Steve, you will be glad to notice that I now actually own a table, two chairs, and a sofa. They will be delivered here by my parents on Sunday.

The rest of the visit, ... Sigh. My brother is going to get his Statuut van Gewetesbezwaarder. (I don't know the English equivalent, but basically it'll get him out from actually having to fight in the Belgian army.) Because my parents "aren't taking chances," which means they think the chance that Belgium will get involved in this upcoming war and will revoke the suspension on the draft (is it called draft when it's not in a situation of war?), while it's just a whisper of nothingness, is actually present.

At first, it terrified me to hear my fears justified, to know that I wasn't overreacting, that my level-headed, logical-thiking parents also thought it a possibility. Now, it made me calmer. Because now I know it's a possibility, I don't just fear it and at the same time fear I'm being a drama queen. like I said earlier, If I can foresee it, I can handle it.

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I want to talk to a European, please? Sae?

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I hereby reserve my right not to talk to any American citizen right now, at least not about Tuesday. because I have strong opinions, which have been only enforced bytoday's family dinner, and they are gonna hurt people if I speak them out loud.

Yes, more than i've already done with the American thing. And I know refusing to talk will hurt people too, but trust me. This'll be worse.

Out of Context

femgeek: I refuse to pay any attention to the NOD!
larean: nod NOD nod NOD nod nod NOD!!!!

And again

femgeek: I wonder, how talented a tongue needs one have for English?
femgeek: Because I mastered English right away.
larean: I'm trying to be clever but it's not working. *wails* ;)
femgeek: Ni! I have unclevered Sam!
larean: Well, mostly I was constructing bad comparisons between the English language and sex from behind ...
larean: ... anyone can do it but it's always awkward.

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I think I just lost my best friend. Great. I still stand by my views.

Maybe I should just not go online anymore at all. For like a month or so.

Right. So.

(Edit: Have changed the date so this actually shows up on the first page of my LJ again.)

These are the groups in my LJ. If you want to be added to one that you're not in, just let me know. Post a comment or something. This is gonna be my last 'public' entry, btw, in order to make this the first thing people will see upon entering my LJ. So if you don't have an LJ account, just get one and add me as a friend. I swear, I'll friendify everyone back. Oh, and don't forget to let me know which groups you wanna be added to. (I'll keep updating this entry to reflect reality at any given time.)

( Clickie! )

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There is a marching band outside my house. Actually, it sounds lik several marching bands. WTF? Did I miss some sort of big day, or do marching bands randomsly march in the big city (as opposed to back at my folks')?

Huh.

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Dude! Giants! (No, I'm not insane. t's a tradition here. Big huge puppet-like things on wheels, and someone inside pushing them.) Huh. Steve? Un-confuse me, here? Aren't they supposed to come out around carnaval?

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Have decided Glitter is a Good Thing, and there's no such thing as Glitter Overkill. Ho yes indeed. Must go pick out clothes now.

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Am glittering like there's no tomorrow. Whee. Also hungry. But whee!