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Today I went to the fair AGAIN. But I don't mind.
Càtia loves it.
I almost crashed my Dad's computer, and oh boy you do not want to see him OMG-I-can-strangle-you-with-my-bare-hands-cause-you-crashed-my-computer kinda mood. Trust me on that one. (When I was typing 'one', I almost spelled it like 'wan' that's sad, I know)
Oh and I hate Maths; I was easier when we were still together but still I'm glad that I broke up with him.
I enjoy the Single life. xD
I just met this guy at the gelato shop. He looks Swedish, he talks Dutch, he's from Brazil and speaks Portuguese (DUH) and um pouco English. How cool's that?
This is how the scene was played:
Me (in Dutch): Do you have berry flavour?
He (in Dutch): Yes.
Càtia (in English): I would like lemon and Pistache.
He (in English): Where are you from?
Càtia (in English): Portugal
He and Càtia talking blablabla in Portuguese
I understood, he asks me: tu falas Portuguese.
I: não (That's Portuguese)
Càtia to him: she's learning
Càtia to him: she's learning (in Portuguese)
and the he started talking Italien to my mom and I understood and then Càtia started speaking Portuguese to me and I started speaking Dutch to him and my mom was speaking Dutch Dialect.
Yes, it was al very confusing.
But lot's of fun.
xx

Currently reading: DeathNote 5
Currently listening to: Black eyed peas - Boom Boom Pow
Currently watching: my computer screen
Currently craving: Strawberries!!!
Currently wishing: I wish that I will go to Portugal again
Currently loving: Càtia + Pauline

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