Is this relative or rival, Elvo? :)
I should really stop complaining about the cloudy skies when "East" Flanders (I don't know how Ghent is considered eastern) is experiencing flooding enough to be considered a "natural disaster".
But I need to vent anyway: Every morning I wake up eager to don my summer clothes, the ones I've been waiting all year to wear, only to realize I need the same old purely functional clothes that keep me warm and dry. I've had a good summer, but somehow I can't help but feel that's it's a waste of one's twenty-third year to spend two summer months without a generous helping of sun. You're only energetic, stylin', and 23 once.
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