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[bubosquared]

On a v. random note, I went to get my address changed today. Now I wait for a nice cop to come and check I actually live here, and then I go and get registred at the administration of this lovely city. And then I can finally honestly call this my city.

It's kinda weird. I mean, I've lived in Bornem for nineteen years. I went to school there for twelve years. My parents, my brothers, still live there. But it's not my town. I don't love it. Not the way I love Antwerp, the way I adore living here, the way ... The way this is, really, my city.

I mean, technically, it's the city I was born. I was actually born in Duffel, but I did spent the first few months of my life here. But I was a baby, and can't even remember the house we moved to before I turned one, and I was three when we moved from there to next door. Hell, I can hardly even remember that house, and I was eight when we moved from there.

I guess part of the reason I don't feel any connection to Bornem is that. I just don't have any people there. I mean, there are people living there whom I've known since I was three, whom I went to school with for all of those twelve years -- kindergarten, primary school, and three years of high school -- and the vast, vast majority of whom I haven't talked to in at least five years. Because I changed schools, and I was never one to go out much, and, well. I honestly did not want to keep these people in my life, not after the way none ofthem stood up for me or even supported me back when I was being bullied.

So, yeah. Bornem? No connection whatsoever. Antwerp? It's a city, and I am, above all, a city girl. Nineteen years in an ass-backwards twon have only made my love for cities even stronger. Look! Not everything closes at seven PM! Big cinemas! McD's in wakling distance! Clubs! Parties! Wheee! Also, Antwerp. History, and stuff. And they're just my kind of people.

Most of them are, anyway. Because 30% of this city votes for the Vlaams Blok party, whose program makes me want to break things, who seem to be hell-bent on getting all immigrants back to where they came from, all women back at home, barefoot and pregnant, and stuff like that, and that just disgusts me. I'd like to kick all of these people out of my city. Oh, and all those Dutch assholes who keep invading the city every summer, you can get lost, too. Or at least stop being noisy and throwing up in the street.