Monday, February 28, 2011

Daddy's Birthday :)


TODAY IS MY DADDY'S BIRTHDAY!!!


Kinda.

You see, my father was born on February 29th, which only comes around once every four years. So this year he doesn't get a real birthday, but I sent him 15 or so ecards anyways because I love him so much! Let me list the reasons why:

*My dad is awesome.
*He is so incredibly loving and has been there for me all my life.
*He cares so much about his children and really does everything he can for us.
*We are the center of his life.
*He is super talented and so good at what he does. He never fails to impress me.
*He is a guy who is so full of love.
*He is really good at letting the little things go instead of getting stressed out.
*He's really understanding.
*He's a great listener.
*I know that I can trust my father.
*He slips me twenties ;)
*I can tell him about all of my weird antics and he appreciates them.
*He has a great sense of humor and is always making us laugh.
*He gives AWESOME hugs.
*We can laugh together over stupid stuff like a Burger King sign that was supposed to say "angus" but was missing the g.



There are so many reasons that I love my dad, I can't even list them all. This blog would never end. Daddy, I love you with all my heart. You have been there since Day 1 and you never let me down. You always make time for your girl and there has never been a doubt in my mind about how much you love me. And I know I say it all the time, but I'll say it again. I love you. You are awesome, and I can't wait to get home and get a great big Daddy hug. I really miss those. And I miss you. You're the best dad I could ever ask for. Thank you for everything you have done for me over the years, especially just for loving me as much as you have. If it wasn't for you in my life, I wouldn't have the bravery and confidence that has brought me to do all the things that I have done in my life, including this exchange. We are all affected by the people in our lives, but I do believe that our parents are the ones who truly mold us. I am so grateful to have you for a dad, who molded me and shaped me into the person that I am. I love you so so so much, and I hope you have an incredible day!!!!


Sunday, February 27, 2011

My Adventures, Long Overdo

It's been wayyy too long since I last posted. I mean, the fact that I don't have internet in my room makes things a little difficult. And I haven't really been home since Wednesday. Let me catch all of you up on my week.

Wednesday, we were supposed to have a practice for the dancing for the theater at school. But Madame Jadot's children were sick, so it ended up being canceled. This was actually good news for me because it meant that I could go through with my original plans, being going to Brussels to see some of the other exchange students from other districts that I don't get to see often. Of course, trains seem to be causing me a lot of drama lately, and there was a problem with me getting my new GoPass. I asked the guy at the window, and he told me he couldn't issue me one because there was something wrong with his computer, so he told me to the use the automated machine. But that machine does not take Visa, which I then told him. So he wrote me up some paper and told me to give it to the conductor on the train. But the paper was in Dutch, which I don't speak a word of, so I had no idea what it meant or what was going to happen on the train. But I had no choice, I had to take that train. So I got on and when the conductor came around, I asked him if he spoke English, because it was complicated, and he explained that I would buy a ticket on the train at normal price and then once I got to Brussels, I would take them both to the window and the guy there would issue me a reduced price GoPass. So this is what I did. But I had to stand in line for like a half hour. Finally, that was all smoothed over and I met up with Liza and another girl named Jordann and we went to a bar pretty close to the station where the exchange students go. It's called Celtica. I met some new people and had a lot of fun. Except when one of the guys who worked there freaked out about our things being on the floor and threatened to throw our stuff away. And then me and Jordann and another new friend named Janelle made plans to go to Waterloo the next night since none of us had school on Friday for a teacher's day.

So Thursday, I went to school as usual and then afterwards, caught a ride home with Romane, ran into Amandine and Marie and Léo, and then ran to catch my bus which was fortunately a few minutes late. I ended up meeting up with my friend Fabiola on the bus since she was going to Brussels too. So I met her friends and we rode the train together and caught up on everything. It was really nice to talk to her. I then got to Waterloo, but Janelle wasn't there yet and Jordann was busy until 8 30 ish. So I walked around the center of Waterloo in deep pursuit of food, but of course, it's Belgium, so nothing was open. But I was starving so I finally settled for a pita with falafel and vegetables. Normally, I try to stay away from places like that because it's all fried food that isn't very good for you. But it was cheap so whatever. Finally, I met up with Janelle and we walked around looking for a bathroom. And then we came across a 24 hour store where we bought rice cakes and boursin cheese. We then proceeded to sit on a ledge in front of a church in the middle of the city and eat our rice cakes and cheese and recount to each other the stories of our lives. Good times. Eventually, Jordann met up with us and we went to a little bar on the corner where we just chilled out and had a drink. I tried raspberry beer, which I'm a huge fan of. Of course, I'm on this diet still, and there was probably way more sugar in there than I should've allowed myself... But it was tasty. And again, we had great conversation that got really very deep and philosophic at points.

Around midnight, Jordann's host dad picked us up and took us back to the mansion that she is living at right now. Seriously, it is probably the most beautiful house I've ever had the pleasure of sleeping in. But their upstairs was under construction, so I wasn't able to appreciate it's full beauty. But it had an indoor pool and everything. After some more conversation and a lot of looking at photos, we fell asleep. We had to get up pretty early, around 8 30am because of the guys working in the house. We went downstairs for breakfast and made banana chocolate pancakes in a gorgeous kitchen, and then ate them with syrup and peanut butter. Don't worry, I only had two. And they were delicious. We then got ready for our day and saw Janelle to the bus, since she had to leave. Then Jordann and I had an adventure. There was a big run down, deteriorating house on the corner, and we decided to take pictures of it. There was a path that ran behind it and we followed it and were eventually able to go inside. It was awesome and covered in amazing graffiti. The colors were extraordinary, and along with the cobwebs, broken brick, and piles of wood, it made some gorgeous photos. They are on my photo blog. Check it out dudes! (photography tab) But then we thought we heard someone coming so we ran... Well, as fast as we could without dying in the broken down building. We then went back to her house so she could grab some stuff, and headed out to the center of Waterloo. We checked out a second hand store, and some other shops, but didn't buy anything. Then I caught my train back, which was late, causing me to miss my bus. However, it turned out that I was on the same train as my host brother and his girlfriend, so I went home with them. Once we got back, we ate a pizza dinner and then I went out with them and some other friends to get a drink in Hannut. Of course, when Ben asked me if I wanted to go get a drink with them, I thought we would be home by 1 30, maybe 2am. Well, these hours past. And then 3am passed. Finally, we left around 4am. I had had a great time, but the fact was that I had to be awake in an hour and a half to go to Luxembourg with the Rotary. I had to be in Liège by 8am, and the 7 34 train got there too late.

So I got up at 5 45am to catch my 6 34am train. I successfully got to the train station on time.

But.

There was only one train in the 6 hour. It was at 6 34, but it didn't stop in Liège. In fact, it went in the other direction! So me, having had only an hour of sleep, started to freak out. I asked at the window to make sure, and that 7 34 train? Yah, it was the first one that stopped in Liège. So I had no choice but to wait by myself in the station for an hour. About ten minutes after the 6 34 train left, I realized that I did actually need to take that train, and when I was told to take it, it wasn't a direct train and I was supposed to get off at one stop and take another train to Liège. But by this time it was too late. So I laid down on one of the heaters by the window of the station, put my camera bag under my head, and closed by eyes to rest for the next hour. I wasn't feeling well because of my lack of sleep, I was freezing, and I had no appetite, though I made myself eat something.

Finally, I got to Liège and ran to meet up with Rotary, who I caught at the last minute. All the exchange students piled on a double decker bus and rode for two and a half hours to Luxembourg. I slept a good hour of it. Once we got there, we first went to visit a brasserie, where they make beer. It was quite interesting. It ended with us getting to taste the beer, which the exchange students were big fans of. I actually liked it, though I didn't drink much of it as I'm on a diet. We got some time to just sit with our friends and talk before heading out. We walked to a restaurant from there where we ate our lunch. We got a few slices of some sort of meat, lima beans in a gravy, and potatoes. Which when I say like that, sounds kinda gross. But it was actually pretty good! The meat was fatty, and at the end I had a nice little pile of the trimmings, but it was still good food. They offered us more beer, but I declined. After lunch, we went to a meat packing place/butcher, which the majority of us thought was a poor decision on the Rotary's part, since we had just eaten. And I took a bunch of pictures, but they were somehow deleted multiple times, though I have no idea why. I think my memory card may be corrupted... Dommage, eh? After that, we got back on the bus and drove again until we got to the city of Luxembourg, where we were given about an hour and a half to do what we wanted. Me and some friends walked around and did a little window shopping, had a dance party with an employee in a Levi's store, and had a coffee. Then we met up with everyone else and drove another two and a half hours to go back to Liège. This time I slept the whole way. Once we got to Liège, Talia and Mikayla and I caught a train back to Landen, and Talia came to sleep over my house. We ate dinner here (some sort of garlic steak, stuffed baked potato, and salad) and talked with my host parents for a while, watched an episode of How I Met Your Mother, and then went right to bed since both of us were exhausted.

This morning, we got up and ate breakfast, talked some more with my host parents, and then went to school around 10am for a repetition for the dance at school. I am choreographing a number to "Bad Romance", which is the finale in the show. So far, it's going very well! And everyone seems to be pretty impressed with the choreography and the girls (and Eduardo) are picking it up well. I think it's going to be a good number, especially cause we have an awesome surprise planned for the end.

I then went home, ate lunch (roast beef in a really delicious sauce with raisins, fries, and salad) with my host family, and spent the afternoon editing photos. Then we had a visit from Jacques's sister and her husband. They were very friendly, and we talked about a lot of different things. They even helped me figure out some stuff for when my parents come. They left, we ate a dinner of sandwiches, and I introduced Benjamin to PB&J sandwiches, which he found very good! One point to the Americans!

I'm really going to get back into the habit of posting every day. I'm still on my diet, I'm still doing yoga, though I only went to the gym once this week. But things are good! And just in case you are just starting to read, you should know that I always always always post what I eat. It's just kind of what this blog has become.

Goodnight everyone!!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Healthy Emma

So I'm on this total health kick. I've put myself on a diet, I'm still going to the gym regularly, I'm working my butt off dancing trying to get together my audition DVDs for college and I've taken up yoga. Which I find myself strangely addicted to after just 3 days. Isn't it wonderful? The only problem right now is that my back is absolutely killing me and I haven't slept all the way through the night in the past week... But other than that, life is fabulous!

I'm not sick, but everyone else seems to be. My host dad is just getting over something, as is Talia, and at least half of the people I come in contact to every day can't barely say hello without their voice giving up on them. Not gonna lie, I'm moving into super hygiene mode where I refuse to do almost anything without washing my hands.

It's been a calm week so far. But my glasses are totally 100% percent broken. The glue that the woman put on there a couple weeks ago did not hold and I have to get new glasses. However, when I talked to someone today, they told me that it often takes a month to get new glasses. So I'm stressing about that a little too, wondering how I am going to see for the next month. My host parents are gone for the night, but it will be the first thing that I bring up tomorrow morning.

See, I have these problems, but they're not bothering me and life is still good :)

Yesterday my host mom made ratatouille. I just thought I'd throw that out there. It was delicious. I'm hyped up on veggies. And haven't eaten any chocolate or candy or dessert type food in three days. WOO health!

I also began my audition tapes today for college. It's proving to be much more difficult and time consuming that I originally predicted.

I am just making a bunch of little random points today that don't necessarily flow... I'm sorry for my odd rambling today. I'm just exhausted and in a weird mood. I did a dance in my jazz class that I choreographed for college auds and it just killed me. Ok bed time.

Bonne nuit !

Healthy Emma

So I'm on this total health kick. I've put myself on a diet, I'm still going to the gym regularly, I'm working my butt off dancing trying to get together my audition DVDs for college and I've taken up yoga. Which I find myself strangely addicted to after just 3 days. Isn't it wonderful? The only problem right now is that my back is absolutely killing me and I haven't slept all the way through the night in the past week... But other than that, life is fabulous!

I'm not sick, but everyone else seems to be. My host dad is just getting over something, as is Talia, and at least half of the people I come in contact to every day can't barely say hello without their voice giving up on them. Not gonna lie, I'm moving into super hygiene mode where I refuse to do almost anything without washing my hands.

It's been a calm week so far. But my glasses are totally 100% percent broken. The glue that the woman put on there a couple weeks ago did not hold and I have to get new glasses. However, when I talked to someone today, they told me that it often takes a month to get new glasses. So I'm stressing about that a little too, wondering how I am going to see for the next month. My host parents are gone for the night, but it will be the first thing that I bring up tomorrow morning.

See, I have these problems, but they're not bothering me and life is still good :)

Yesterday my host mom made ratatouille. I just thought I'd throw that out there. It was delicious. I'm hyped up on veggies. And haven't eaten any chocolate or candy or dessert type food in three days. WOO health!

I also began my audition tapes today for college. It's proving to be much more difficult and time consuming that I originally predicted.

I am just making a bunch of little random points today that don't necessarily flow... I'm sorry for my odd rambling today. I'm just exhausted and in a weird mood. I did a dance in my jazz class that I choreographed for college auds and it just killed me. Ok bed time.

Bonne nuit !

Sunday, February 20, 2011

A Nice Weekend

Nothing happened this weekend. My host parents went out of town, and I got to do a little cooking for myself, which was nice. I've put myself on a diet, which I'm actually doing this time. I know I've said it before, but seriously, I need to stick with it this time.

Yesterday morning we had our first rehearsal for the dance part of the theater at school. I'm choreographing a number to "Bad Romance" by of course, Lady Gaga and I started teaching it yesterday. We didn't start until 10 30 when we were supposed to start at 10, so I only got a half hour in because I had to leave at 11 to go to dance. But we got a lot done in that half hour and I'm not worried about finishing. Then I went to dance, and my feet suffered from my new pointe shoes that still aren't broken in. Seriously, I've never had such problems breaking in a pair of pointe shoes. It kinda sucks... But the rest of the day I really didn't do anything! I went home and ate lunch with my host mom, Skyped with my family, and made myself some really delicious food. This morning, I made myself a waffle for breakfast, like and American Belgian waffle, and spent the day doing yoga, dancing, and doing stuff for college. Oh, and watching How I Met Your Mother :)

My host parents just got home and we're expecting my host brother to come home soon. Tomorrow, school. I can't say I'm looking forward to it, but for no other reason than I'm just kinda sick of school work. But it's the same in the States! I'm excited to see everyone though after a weekend of hanging out by myself.

Until tomorrow!! Bonne nuit :)

Friday, February 18, 2011

6 Months... And They Flew By

Today is my six month anniversary in Belgium!!! Can you believe it? I've been here for six whole months... I've been blogging for six months. You've been reading and following my journey for six months!! It's crazy in my head. I can't believe I've actually kept up with this blog for this long... I have to say, that alone I am proud of!

So Wednesday we had that big dinner for my host mom for her birthday. The Lebanese food went over great! The spinach pies turned out perfectly, and were probably the best ones I've made in a long time. They were a huge hit and were gone by the next evening. For the main course, we had a sort of lamb stew with a medley of different vegetables and a rice pilaf. The food was excellent, and my host mom was blown away. She absolutely loved it! For dessert, we had a lemon and passionfruit sorbets.

Yesterday, however, I stayed home from school. If you read my blog Wednesday, you know how shaken I was and how stressful the day was for me. And it took it's toll and when I woke up Thursday morning, I couldn't really bring myself to move. After a half hour of attempting to pull myself out of bed, I realized it was a fruitless effort and resigned to the fact that my body needed sleep. So I was awake for a total of 10 hours yesterday, in which I spent time with the host family, ate, and watched movies (Fried Green Tomatoes and Mrs. Doubtfire).

Today, I went to school as usual, to discover that Madame Gallo was absent today. Which meant that I had two hours free before lunch. So what did I do with those two hours? In the spirit of spontaneity, and with the influence of Mikayla, I bit the bullet and got my hair cut. It's short... Like a good six or seven inches than it was before. The bangs are too short and I don't much care for them, but they will grow out quickly and I'm happy with the actual cut. Plus, it wasn't too expensive, so I'm satisfied with that. And the bangs will be fine by next weekend; they grow fast. After lunch, I had a huge math test that I'm not very confident that I did well on... You see, I missed one hour a week with the class with Père Boly, and that really took it's toll on my math. So try as I might, it was very hard to keep up, especially with it being in French and all. Then I went to the gym for the first time this week, ate dinner, and discussed my parents arrival and stay with my host dad, who is being so incredibly helpful with all the planning. It's great to have someone letting me know about all the options that are out there. It's gonna be hard to fit it all in, but I'm confident that we can do it!

I don't know how it's possible, but I'm exhausted. I blame the Belgian weather, i.e. Lack of sunshine.

Bonne nuit !

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

A New Day

I want to apologize for my post on Valentine's Day. Obviously I was having a bad day. But the truth is that none of us are pathetic. Some of us spend the day of love without a boyfriend or girlfriend, husband or wife, life companion, etc. But that doesn't mean we're alone. We have our friends, our family, and the people we spend every day with. If nothing else, we should remember God's love on that day, as it really is St. Valentine's Day. So again, I'm sorry to bring everyone down with my three lines of sadness.

However, I have to say that today didn't go much better... I started off my day with Social Sciences, where we finished watching a truly beautiful Spanish film about a man who is paralyzed from the neck down and is fighting for his "right" to kill himself by means of euthanasia. This film left me with a few tears rolling down my face as I watched the Roman take his poison and die. Afterwards, we discussed the film and our own personal standings on the issue of euthanasia. And that is something that I am very passionate about. The life issues have always had a special place in my heart since I lost my aunt to suicide when I was a young girl. After her death, and then the death of Nick this year, I have been fragile to the issues. And when we talked about it today, for some reason I just could not contain myself. After I expressed my standing on the issue, in very broken French, since I found it difficult to find the words I wanted to use, I couldn't help but break down into silent tears. Talia was sitting next to me and she was the only one who noticed. I rushed the bathroom as soon as the bell rang and cleaned myself up, and I thought I was ok, but then as soon as I had to face people again, the waterworks began again. For some reason I just could not pull myself together for more than a few seconds. And to make matters worse, everyone was asking me if I was ok, but I couldn't even open my mouth to answer because I didn't want to make a scene. Then I had French class, where I had to take part in another oral presentation. I really didn't think it was going to happen, as my eyes were starting to well up again. At the beginning of my French class, Madame Gallo noticed that I was crying (again) and asked if I wanted to talk to her for a minute in the hall. I said yes and got up and followed her outside. I got out there and just let go and sobbed, thoughts of Nick and Aunt Sharon rushing through my head. You know sometimes things don't completely hit you all the way the first time. Or maybe they do, but you're so much more fragile than you think you are. Regardless, my entire composure was cracked, and Madame Gallo saw that. I asked her if I could speak English, and she yes and I poured the whole story out to her. And I have to say, I love Madame Véronique Gallo with all of my heart because she helped me so much. She comforted me and then told me that if I wanted to, I could go home early instead of staying for class. I decided that was best, since there was no way I would be able to get through the class, let alone the presentation, without making a total fool of myself. So I got my things together and went outside to the bus stop. The fresh air was cold today, but the sun was shining and it did me a load of good. I went home and very briefly explained to my host mom why I was home and hour early because I started crying again. She was with Léo and she understood entirely. So I went up to my room and calmed myself down once again.

I spent the rest of the morning finishing my book, "Memoirs of a Geisha". That is a wonderful book and I highly recommend it. I then went downstairs and spent some time with my host parents and Léo, ate a Belgian version of a Hot Pocket, and then went upstairs for a quick cat nap before joining my host dad and Olivier for the real event of the day: cooking a birthday dinner for my host mom! We had decided to make a Lebanese meal since she really likes Lebanese food and I was given the task of making spinach pies, which I gladly accepted. We did the grocery shopping and then I went right to it! It took me four hours to make a half batch, but I did it! And thoroughly enjoyed it too. We had no rolling pin, so I had to improvise and used the olive oil bottle, but it worked and I ended up making a decent amount. We also couldn't find allspice, but I improvised on that too... Hopefully, there will leftovers tomorrow! We haven't eaten the dinner yet, so I'll have to give details tomorrow on the rest of the food.

Usually I make cake. This time I made a real Lebanese dish from my heritage. And it made me very happy to do so.

Obviously I've had a rough couple of days. But I got through it with my family back home and my family here supporting me. Not to mention my amazing friends, both American and Belgian. Special thanks goes out to Miss Kaitlyn Dessoffy, Mademoiselle Romane Robert, Mademoiselle Lucie Gérard, Madame Gallo, my wonderful parents and sister, Miss Sandy Veres, and Miss Kaitlyn Conners, among many many others who have done great things for me over these past couple days. Also thank you to my readers. Just the very fact that you read my blog and support me means a lot to me. I love you all and you rock my world, no matter which part of it I'm in!

Until tomorrow, everyone. Love you!!!!

Monday, February 14, 2011

Saint Valentine's Day In Belgium

I hate St. Valentine's day. It just makes me angry and upset. It's a day to remind all of us pathetic losers how pathetic and loser-ish we are. I detest it.

That's all I have to say today.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Dinner And A Movie

As you may recall, yesterday I went to go see a movie with my good friend Romane. She and her mom came to pick me up around 5pm yesterday and we went to the train station at Landen, only to find out that we had a good forty minutes to kill before our train. So we took that time to get Romane a sandwich in Landen. Thankfully, she knows Landen like the back of her hand since she used to go to school there. So we were able to get some food for her and catch the train in time to go to Liège. We spent the train ride listening to all kinds of different music and swapping songs. Once we got to Liège, I got myself a sandwich and we caught a bus to get to the theater. We got there during the previews, but it was no big deal. We went to see a French/Belgian film called "Rien à Déclarer". And I'm super proud of myself cause I understood just about everything! It was funny and I understood the jokes and I laughed. It was about the two customs officers at the border between France and Belgium and their antics, because the Belgian is totally against anything French. It was a really great movie and I'm glad I got to see it.

But after it was over, that's when the real adventure begins. We were looking frantically for ice cream because we had a crazy craving, but we live in Belgium, so everything closes early. But we did find some Hagen Daas, which was lovely :) We got on our train and found a really awesome leopard print umbrella that someone had left and took some fun pictures. And then we started going and I got the feeling we were going in the wrong direction... I said this to Romane who then asked the conductor and it turned out that the train did not in fact stop at Landen. So we ended up getting off the train at another stop and my host mom came to get us there... At 10 30 at night... Cause she's the most awesome host mom ever!!

And now my host brother is reading what I'm writing as he marvels (again) at my mad typing skills.

Anyways, we got back to the house and then spent the rest of the night watching another French movie called "LOL" and just talking. And eating our speculoos ice cream. Normal girls night. But I was falling asleep so we stopped the movie halfway through. This morning, we woke up and ate breakfast with my host family and got a nice surprise visit from Olivier and Léo :) We then finished watching the movie, which I also understood and really enjoyed, and then I walked Romane home. When I got back, there were a million people at the house because we were, again, celebrating birthdays. We ate together and then I played some soccer with Benjamin and two of the younger ones. We also played other games that really didn't have any rules, and at one point, one of the kids asked me if I was sure I was a girl because I was so madly skilled. Hahahahahahahahahaha I have to say I was pretty impressed with my kicking skills also. Then we went back inside and ate cake and sang and then watched "House" with the fam. Now I'm vegging out on the couch with my host brother, flipping through the channels. We're currently watching "Kendra" on MTV... Lame. But that's ok.

Until tomorrow! (or maybe later...) Bonne nuit.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Update: We Have Internet

So we have Internet back in the house where I'm staying right now. However, it doesn't seem to like to reach up to my room, so I have to use it downstairs. Which isn't a problem, it just happens to be slightly inconvenient.

This week has not been particularly interesting. The exchange students finished up our class with the Père Boly and next week we will begin going to our classes like all the rest of the students. Wednesday, I went to Liège on a mission with Mikayla. Our first mission was to eat the Spaghettios that my parents sent. We ate one can. Mission one accomplished. The second mission was for me. I had to find new pointe shoes. We found the store in Liège that my teacher had recommended and I successfully bought new pointe shoes and new tights. Mission two accomplished. The third was also for me; I had to exchange the Ice Watch that I bought my sister for Christmas. I was worried that they wouldn't exchange it because it had been two months since I bought it. But the woman was very understanding and realized that it took a while for me to send things home and back again and she let me exchange it. I couldn't get exactly the color I wanted, but I got her a really pretty purple one instead. So mission three was accomplished also. Mission four was to do cheap shopping for Mikayla at the MédiaCité. We made it there walking and did some nice shopping at the Primark and even got some Hagen Daas ice cream. We both got cones with one scoop of vanilla caramel brownie ice cream. I got whipped cream on mine too, which was a nice addition for me. And then we successfully caught a bus back to the train station and caught the first train. So misison four, also successful. All in all, it was a great day. Plus, her host mom was able to drive me home so I didn't have to worry about catching another bus.

Thursday, I went to dance as usual, where I tried out the new pointe shoes. And they're killer. I've never had such a problem breaking in pointe shoes. But it's not a big deal, it'll be fine in a while. Friday, yesterday, was an average day. I went to the gym after school, early, because our English teacher wasn't there. Also, we watched an incredible movie in Social Sciences. Seriously, it's a beautiful film. And it's in Spanish, with French subtitles and I did fine understanding it. I'm very proud of myself for that.

P.S. My host brother is currently watching me type in amazement. Because Americans all know how to type quickly and well and apparently it's incredible.

Back to my life. So today, I went to my dance class and it was a little better with my pointe shoes, but that's still gonna take some work. And in a about an hour, Romane is coming by and we're going to go to Liège to see a movie. We wanted to see The Black Swan, but it's not out in Belgium yet. So we're going to see something else, though I'm not sure what yet. Regardless, it'll be interesting to see how much of it I understand. And then she is going to spend the night here. Woo!

Here's to a great week. Bonne journée tout le monde !!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Updates!!

Ok I'm back!!! Hopefully I will be able to use my host brother's wifi semi-regularly now to keep this blog updated! Afterall, it will end up being a really nice souvenir at the end of my trip. A sort of journal if you will. Here are all the exciting things that have happened since I last posted:




I went to the Transardentes festival in Liège! This was last Saturday, January 29th. Basically, it was a big techno rave, similar to I Love Techno, but smaller. Saturday morning, I went to dance as usual, and I walked there actually, because there is no convenient bus to get me to the Academy on a Saturday mid-morning. So I walked. It was a nice brisk walk. I went through my two hours of dance, but then realized that I left my wallet and bus pass at home so I couldn't take the bus back... So I asked one of my fellow dancers if she could give me a ride home. She was so kind, she did even more than that! Alice brought me back to her house and I ate lunch with her and her family before she drove me back to Bertrée. Now, Benjamin's girlfriend had been at the house all weekend last weekend and my host parents went away to France for Jacques's birthday. So I didn't spend much time at the house. Instead, once I got home from dance, I quickly got myself ready and then headed over to my friend Romane's house. We hung out for a bit before her parents drove us to Liège and we got some dinner at McDonald's (très classe) and then met up with a couple of Romane's friends at their house. Then we all went together to the Transardentes. We had lucked out finding me a ticket earlier in the evening, so getting there was no problem. Eventually we met up with some other kids from Hannut and had a great time dancing! I was involved in my first ever mosh pit :) But then something put a damper on the evening. Romane was shaken by a guy in a mask, of which she has a serious phobia, and ended up pretty sick. So we called her dad and we went home around 2 30am. She felt much better once we got home, where the air wasn't smoky and there wasn't constant booming in her ears. Once we got back to her house, I found that my glasses had gotten broken while they were in my bag (I had put in my contacts for the night). So that was a bit of a bummer and kind of a "well what do I do now?" moment. We went to sleep, and the next morning I went back to my house. Later that night, my host parents came home and we all spent the evening together.

The week at school was pretty normal. Nothing much happened. I went to a store to get my glasses fixed, but all the woman could do was glue them and I'm not so sure how long they'll last, but we'll see. We also spoke with the director at school and together decided that this week is going to be our last week with our normal first hour with the Père Boly. We're going to start going to our normal classes next week.










Friday was the Cent Jours. This means that it's been 100 days since we've been at school! (I think) So the rhéto had the option to skip classes on Friday and go to a party in a village close to school. We had to pay five euros to go, and each class had a theme for the students to dress up. For our class, it was space. Nobody told me when I was packing to come to Belgium that I would have to bring a costume like this. So my options were pretty limited. Finally, I decided to just dress all in black and put a design on my face and do my hair to be kind of alien-ish. It worked out I suppose. The Belgians really went all out and everyone looked great! We all met up around 8 30 in the morning and got a bus that took us to the hall. First off, we got to eat chocolate croissants and orange juice. Then for the morning, we took lots of pictures and played games that were organized by a different group of students. Then we ate lunch and had a dance party in the afternoon. That was the real highlight of the day! Talia and I did the Soulja Boy dance right as soon as the song came on, and it was one of the first ones. All the Belgians formed a circle around us as we danced and they thought it was the coolest thing ever!! From that moment on, I was a dancing machine! I went nuts all afternoon, dancing with everyone and had a really fabulous time with all the Belgians.

After the party was over, we all went back to Hannut and hung out for a while at the café. Yes, all dressed up. It was interesting. Then I grabbed the bus home, trying not to be self conscious of the fact that I looked like a total idiot. I then managed to make myself look normal for another party that was going to be that evening in Hannut, but this one was more along the lines of KickAss. I also received a package from my family which contained two cans of Spaghettios and four packets of Ramen noodles. So happy!! Then, Romane and my other friend Lorraine came over and we all left for the party together, and it was actually kind of lame at the beginning. There were way too many people there and we were always getting shoved. We were also stuck in front of one of the doors, so it was freezing. But eventually, around midnight, we managed to make our way up to the front of the room and dance. I ended up staying til about 3am, and that's when my host brother came to pick me up. But he was not alone. He came with one of his friends, and on the way home, we ended up picking up another! We went back to the house and they invited me to chill with them for a while. Though I was skeptical and didn't want to be a tagalong, I figured why not and stayed downstairs with them until about 5 30am. We spent the night playing cards and joking around and talking and listening to music. We quoted "How I Met Your Mother" and "The Big Bang Theory" and had a great time! But it really screwed me over for the next morning when I had to go to dance on 4 hours of sleep... But I slept the rest of the day away so it was no big deal. Sunday, I spent with the host family and some other people that came over for Jacques's birthday. We had a sort of lamb stew with fries and it was absolutely delicious! Of course, I've also been going to the gym regularly and going to dance and eating delicious food and all that.

But I think this is the most important thing that happened since I last blogged: I came to many realizations.

I realized that I really need to be myself here and throw away any crutches or security blankets.

I realized that I have a lot of Belgian friends and the connections will only get stronger if I want them to, and if I make them happen.

I realized that I need to spend more time building my relationships here.

I realized that I am no longer homesick.

I realized that I am completely adjusted.

I realized that my home with always be in Parma, Ohio, and my parents and family will always be just that, and they can never be replaced.

BUT

I also realized that my life does not rest with my home and my family. My life rests with me and travels with me wherever I go. I do not have control over every aspect of it, but I do have control over myself.

Because of all of these realizations, I have made a few changes to turn my exchange in a bit of a different direction. I am putting more effort into my relationships here. I spend more time with my Belgian friends, treating them not as replacements for my friends at home, but instead creating new friendships and truly bonding with them. My host parents and I have a mutual trust that is only growing because I am really letting them see the real me. I am myself again, not just another shy exchange student. I am so happy. I really am finally to the point of feeling like me and like I belong here. I'm outgoing and bubbly and in a good mood and I'm getting to the point where I want to be. All in all, things are wonderful. I am not on vacation anymore, and this is just my life here. I'm bored sometimes, I'm sad sometimes, and I'm stressed sometimes. No, Belgium is not always keeping me occupied and no I don't always have something exciting going on. But here is what matters: I be me. And I am back to that. And I'm happy. La vie est BELLE.

Oh and I got accepted to Point Park University :P

Anyways, I'm happy. Things are looking up and going great. Hopefully I'll be able to keep this blog more updated!!!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

I'M ALIVE

Ok I apologize from the bottom of my heart for the terrible hiatus I took from blogging, but it's not my fault. You see, there is no internet currently in my host house, and I'm at my host brother's house posting this little note so nobody thinks I died, since it's very uncharacteristic of me to take such a long time off. I'll give my big update tomorrow. Right now, I have to get back home.

BUT I'M NOT DEAD.

:)