Seasons of Love

Hello Everyone :)

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee,
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, a year in the life?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love

I was on iTunes the other day... and being the cheap person I am, I was looking at the songs for 39 cents. I found all these songs I used to love! That I used to listen to when I was a pre-teen that I would blast on my boom-box when my daddy would make me clean my room... it brought back so many memories! When I was in grade school, we would have little orientations once a month to make us more cultural, or artistic, or aware, or sporty, or intelligent, or religious, or who knows what. One time, we had a group of singers come to the school and sing us modern songs but sung in this old-fashion type of way... I still remember it. I was sitting in the back of the room on a sunny day next to my giggling friends and the next song they sung was called "Seasons of Love" from the new movie musical called Rent -it made me stop messing around and just listen. I had never seen the movie (still haven't) but when they started singing it I got goosebumps... legit goosebumps. The words just struck me and made me want to dance, sing, love, laugh, and live all at once. I just felt... so alive. I wanted to grab life and shake it and tell it never to go away and that I will embrace it until I can't any more. Little much for a 12 year-old? I was very mature for my age and have always had this sense of time and living in the moment. So, when I heard this song on the 39 cent list the other day it almost made me cry... because right now I am following my dreams and living in the moment - measuring My Year in love, through seasons of love. I am doing what that little 12 year-old sitting cross-legged in the back of the room could only dream of doing ... by measuring my life in love. By measuring my year abroad in love... the year that I have never loved so much. Myself. My friends (old and new). My family (on all levels). My life. My choices.

I could write my whole blog entry on this... but I won't. I just knew that my faithful followers have gone awhile without a paragraph where I analyze a new favorite song of mine... :) Bon appetit :)

I'm living my life by seasons... and I'm happy to say that I think Spring is coming very soon. I woke up today with a sunrise that made me go searching for my camera at 7 AM. It was beyond beautiful and made me smile... I'm glad I captured a little bit of the beauty. The sun is starting to rise a little earlier than normal... doesn't that mean something? I hope so! I want to feel the sun on my skin and not be covered up by multiple layers of sweaters anymore. Dear Belgium, stop teasing me with the sun coming out and then taking it away it makes me think Spring is coming tomorrow!! PS - I would be super happy if it did come tomorrow. Thanks.

so now my week.
Here are pictures from Friday - my friends put them up late so I couldn't put them on the last blog! But here are some of me with my class :)

Saturday was such a funny and failure of a night. I was not planning on doing anything all day since I was exhausted from my long day before. My parents were having family friends over and I had planned on eating with them (Racklettes!) so around 6 PM I took a nap. Half hour into the nap, Benoit and our friend (Constantin) come knocking on my door telling me to get ready because I was going out with them. I protested.. but they won. Benoit had to play ping-pong that night so after I got ready... Constantin and I went to watch him play. He is so serious... but so is everyone else playing. We had a good laugh when we were watching. He had 4 matches... and was supposed to be finished by 10. So around 8, Constantin and I walked back to my house to have a few racklettes with the fam and then went back over to watch the last 2 matches of ping-pong. Then when Ben was finished we went back to the house for him to shower and then went to Constantin's house so he could eat with his parents around 10:30! It was a lot of moving around... then we finally left Constantin's house to catch the bus to the party. But - of course - we missed the last bus so we enjoyed a good 40 minute walk to the party (which is a very long time in Belgium). It was so fun to just walk and talk with Ben and Constantin though... I was laughing the whole time. We had maybe another 20 minutes to go and then Constantin stuck out his thumb and a car stopped! We all got in and this nice woman drove us to the party! A complete stranger! If you did this in the states... you would be dead. I was in the back seat freaking out but after wards it was just funny. I can now say I hitched a ride :) I would never do it in the states though!! Not that stupid! Then after we walked half an hour and hitched a ride we finally made it to the party... andddddd had an amazing time? Nope. They weren't letting any more people in since it was too late!! After all we did that night! By this point... it was just hilarious and Benoit and I were picked up by Alain around midnight. Talk about a night to remember! Or a failure? Honestly, I had fun either way :)
Sunday - I got up and went for a run then did some homework. I'm slowly easing into the idea of doing homework on a regular basis. Then around 5, I caught a bus into town to go have dinner with Mollie, Margaret, and Margaret's mom! Her real mom! We enjoyed a nice chinese dinner and nice conversations in English. It was a really fun night and I'm glad I got to finally meet her mom :) It was nice to catch up with the girls since the last time I saw them was the weekend of my Birthday festivities. I caught the second to last bus home, and while I was waiting at the bus stop a boy asked me what time it was. I was listening to music and couldn't hear him so he asked maybe 5 times before I got it... and responded. He was like, "Um, where are you from?" Apparently, my accent is a dead giveaway. This boy was in no direction cute with his long hair and gothic apparel and I can say honestly that I don't think we would be friends if we went to the same school... but for some reason we kept talking (in French) for the entire bus ride - which was about 30 minutes long. About everything! It was great... to just have an amazing conversation with a random person you know you will never see again. We didn't exchange numbers... just first names. I just love life sometimes when you meet people you would never meet in 'real life'... and share a moment together that might not have happened if things went a little differently in the universe. To say the least, I was smiling the whole walk home after I got off the bus :)
Monday was lame. In gym, we were doing this stupid exercise and a girl ended up jumping (legit jumping) on my upper back. I cried... and it was just a mess.... now I think I have a collapsed lung. That is just a bit dramatic... but my back really does hurt!! Stupid gym.
Tuesday I had french class... that was good. We are in the same classroom of the French class I had when I first arrived. It is on the 5th floor overlooking the river and the city... and when I had just arrived in Belgium I remember looking out the window when things got boring in the French class and I would look out at the sun shining on the old buildings and dream about knowing the streets of Liege someday. Now, I'm in the same class ... looking out the same windows at the sun (sometimes) shining on the old buildings and I can now say I know Liege. I know where to buy the best apples, I know where to fix my stupid phone, I know where my favorite shops are, I know which streets to take to avoid the begging man who I always want to give my spare euros to, I know where to meet my friends at the fountain, I know the best bench to sit at in the square, I know where my bus stops are, I know how long it takes me to walk from each place I'm at, I know where you can use the bathroom for free, I know the streets now. It makes me happy to finally know my city that I have been dreaming of knowing even before I was in Europe :)

all for now :)
nice catching up!
Mallo

Hugs and Kisses

Happy Valentine's Day :) I hope everyone had a cute one :)

Soooo I hate this blog officially. It won't let me publish this post I wrote on Wednesday. Cool. I have rewritten it and still it won't let me. Just when I was starting to actually enjoy it ... !

So I have a nice little paragraph on Wednesday. It was so nice :) The sun was out and shining and it makde me even happy after a boring Wednesday. After school, I went for a run since the sun was haunting me. I think I am getting better at running now that the weather is nicer. I don't think it has helped in the losing weight department (10 pounds to go until pre-Belgium chocolate and fries) but it makes me less stressed and just happier in general. The other day I was sitting in German class like normal and the teacher turns to me - after the other students had started working on the exercises and I had started working on getting out of day-dreaming - and he says, "Do you ever get stressed here?" (said in English since he is also the English teacher) I was taken by surprise and said, "Well, in the beginning ... yes. But now? No, it really isn't my thing anymore." It made me smile. I doubt he was asking because it was a good thing... but it made me happy regardless because I'm getting one step closer everyday to one of my goals. :)
Last time we talked it was Thursday... so on Friday I went into town with friends and nothing really went down. It was nice to be with friends after a long week ... :)
On Saturday, I moved back in with the Brans since Isa and Alain came back from the Alps. It was a bit weird moving back in after being gone for such a short period... but I am happy to be back :) Delphine picked me up around 7 and we went to a party hosted by the school to raise money for our Rheto (senior) Trip. I'm going to be going to Greece the last week of April! I'm sooo excited. It is a bit expensive for just a week away so our school has been doing little parties through out the year to raise money. They had this idea to have a "Blind Test" - which is where you have to guess the artist and title of all these different songs in a certain amount of time. To say the least... I was a train wreck at this game! We were all on a team, and my friends were like, "You have to be on our team! You will know all the American songs!" I have never been more of a disappointment. The "American" songs were not songs that I listen to at all but are more popular in Europe than in America - so I was a failure. Then on the other hand, I would know the song and be able to sing it by heart - but not know the title or artist! The Belges were very disappointed in me. So not my game! Haha Then around 10:30, Francois picked me up after leaving his girlfriend's house. This was a big deal because he has only had his license for 3 months... which is funny considering that now I'm 19, I have had my license for 3 years!! Bizarre. Sunday I slept in while the family (except Benoit) went to tennis practice. Around 2, I went for a run and then did some homework. As in - I attempted to do a German essay but it turned into me asking my German friend from my French course at the University how to say all these things in German. To no surprise, my German teacher called me out in front of the whole class this Monday for not writing it myself... since it was a higher level than students he has been teaching for 6 years. I told him I had a nice bonding moment with a German friend and that I learned so much more vocabulary blah blah blah. Turns out he was not mad at all - just wanted me to learn something. I'm that girl that the teacher doesn't even care if she cheats ... just as long as she learned something and tried her best. Not being an exchange student next year is going to be a rude awakening.
Monday was Valentine's Day Valentine's Day... maybe too much? All day I went around telling people "Bon St. Valentin!" with the response of a laugh and a comment about how it is the worst holiday... So sad. Valentine's Day here is not even really considered anything more than stupid. I'm not really surprised that with my two favorite holidays (Halloween and V-day) nobody celebrates or likes them here. Such a let down. Ever since I was little, I loved this day. I love how close it is to my Birthday, how everything is pink and red everywhere you turn, all the flowers that pop up where you didn't even think they sold flowers, all the cute little cards with hearts and cupids (that my Mommy would put in my lunch box when I was little), how even if you aren't in a relationship you still get candy (and more if you are), how you got a free Burrito from Chipotle (shout out to my Rockhurst boys and Sion girls), how their is snow on the ground and the cold air makes your cheeks red, how it is the one day out of the year I actually want to go ice skating, how for that one day everybody is a little more lovey-dovey towards the people they care about... Maybe it is only me who appreciates it or maybe I have been brain washed early with the mass marketing in the states or maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic... either way, this year it was just depressing! I miss my commercialized holidays!! I guess I will just have to wait until next year to appreciate and respect my dear St. Valentine (that goes for Halloween as well). So sad... Tuesday was rainy and went perfectly with my mood after a depressing Valentine's Day. I made myself got for a run... in the rain. When I got home, I checked my e-mails and I officially have a day I will be back in the Midwest. July 25th! So weird! July 25th, I will be back in America and only a few weeks later I will be starting college... I can't even picture my life like that in about 6 months. I have just over 5 months left in this country I have come to love and call my own. It just too me by surprise that I actually will be leaving and that I am now officially halfway through. Is it just me... or is time just the most mysterious thing ever? Why does it move so fast and yet slow at the same time... and how can it make a million years feel like a moment and a moment feel like a million years? I think I will always be amazed by how time works... coming from the girl who just now figured out how to do military time... :)
We already spoke about Wednesday... so this past Thursday was nice and sunny. I enjoyed eating outside with my friends and actually for a half-second being worried if I was getting sun-burnt.... but no. I have started up my French course at the University again and somehow missed the notification that it started this week... so I missed the course on Tuesday, but went this Thursday. I did pretty well on the test but because I didn't do the online courses it lowered my grade a bit....I didn't think it was obligatory, but it was. Haha! Either way, I am now in a higher level class but I think it still may be too easy. I will give it another day before I ask to be moved up...
Then yesterday was a very long day. I woke up a half hour early in order to get to school to catch a bus with my class to Brussels. Since, it looks like Belgium won't be Belgium in the next few years (mainly because the Flemish people want more rights, representation, and are sick of paying the taxes for the weak south - which is the french part - and want to split to form their own country which leaves the french part of Belgium possibly joining France) the school decided to take a trip to the capital and visit the parliament building (consisting of the Senate and the House of Representatives). I have already been with Rotary back in September - so it was a bit repetitive... but still interesting. There were a ton of student groups visiting ... mainly Flemish groups. It was interesting to me ... Brussels is a big deal right now because it is considered a French city but it is in the Flemish region... so if Belgium splits up then Brussels would not be in the same part as the rest of the French speaking people. It is just really complicated... and since Brussels is such an international city with the European Union and such, things are starting to get a bit messy. I has now been close to 300 days that Belgium has been without a national government. I think that is crazy, but at least things are attempting to be sorted out in a diplomatic way instead of how things are going in other parts of the world. I know I said I wouldn't talk about politics but this is a really important issue and I'm actually living in the middle of it. Why not talk about it a little? At the most, people at home can try to comprehend what is going on with my little country. (Somebody sent me this link - I think it is really interesting to understanding Belgium better) But back to my day, after parliament we ate then went to the Magritte Museum. Rene Magritte was a famous, surrealist painter (and poet) from the mid 19th century. He was Belge so he has a nice museum in the middle of Brussels. I learned a lot about him in my AP European History class, so I actually found it really interesting. We had a great guide as well so I think I got a lot out of it. I like how it made me look at things differently and think... I like when art does that. Then after the museum, we all went back by bus to the school and I went home to eat dinner with the family (minus Francois and plus Benoit's girlfriend). Around 8:30, I took a bus into town and met up with Delphine and then we went around 10 to a birthday party for our friend. It was pretty far away so not very many people went to the party... but I still managed to have fun. I met new people! Then around 2, Delphine's mom picked us up and dropped me off at my house. It was a very long day and I am exhausteddd!!

I'm sorry things with the blog have been weird... just for the record I had it written on Wednesday!! I'm so dedicated :)

I know, my faithful followers, that you have been missing my closing off quotes on life... so I have found a few that I really like...

For centuries, man believed that the sun revolves around the earth. Centuries later, he still thinks that time moves clockwise. - Robert Brault

Nothing endures but change. - Herclitus

All for now!! Talk to you soon!!
Mallo :)

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Oh hello...19?!

Happy Birthday to meeeee!!
I can't believe I'm 19! How weird is that??
Mallory Moment - already? yes - on my birthday I went around telling everyone next year I would be 2 centuries (thinking that a century was 10 years). The Belges were a bit freaked out and when someone finally corrected me I tried to blame it on my french... so embarrassing. But now back to how I am so happy I spent my 19th birthday in Belgium with my friends ... even though I missed my family and friends back home.... I was really happy this year :) I couldn't have asked for a better birthday... honestly!! I think Belgium even knew it was birthday because it was the first sunny day we have had in a long time. It was so nice and I didn't even need to wear a jacket during the day at school... actually it so nice I WANTED to go on a run, because I could without a parka and snow gear. Thank you Belgium for finally getting the weather right on the one day that it was important to me... you're the best :)

Now my week so we can get to the birthday festivities :)
On Wednesday, I went to the movies with my school to see "Desert Flower". It was in English - which I think I got a lot more out of... since it was one of those movies that is a little intense. It was about this woman who grew up in Somalia and escaped to London, where she became discovered and then became a top model... and she suffered from the cruel practice of Female Genital Mutilation. It was really eye-opening and intense for me... so I'm glad I got to watch it in English instead of reading the subtitles the whole time :) Then after this, I met up with Margaret and we wen to fix my phone. Such a Mallory Moment... for the past week nobody had been responding to my text messages and I thought that everyone was being really rude or just really busy. It didn't even click in my mind until a week later that none of my messages over the past week have been sent to anyone. Real cool. So, when I got it fixed everyone received all the messages I have been sending at once. Benoit got 15! Hilarious... and really awkward to explain to the dozen of people being like, "um, ya... why didn't you respond to this 5 days ago?". Then after this moment, we went to meet all the newies! Which I must say was a bit of a let down... maybe because they aren't like our oldies. I don't know ... It just made me miss the REAL Aussies even more. Sigh.
Thursday I had a horrible sinus infection and for the first time in Belgium ... I went home sick from school. Gasp!! I was literally dying and came home and slept from 11-5... I wish this was a joke.
Friday! My Birthday Party! My First Party I (semi) Hosted in Belgium! I miraculously finished school at 1 instead of 4:20 and went to the mall with my two good friends from school (Noemie and Delphine). We ate lunch and shopped and just hung out :) I love them. Then after this Noemie and I went into town and met up with some other people. It was so fun and everybody was in such a great mood. Around 8, we all went back to my house and had a good party! I felt so special to have such good friends :) Earlier in the week, the girls were asking me what I wanted for a present and honestly I didn't really want anything so I told them a picture of all of us? And they made the cutest little collage of us over the past few months!! It was the best pictures... from my first party with them to last weekend... it was perfect and so meaningful. It almost made me cry... I really do consider these girls my friends for life. My other good friend from school got me a wicked pair of socks... since I always wear really bright, colored socks (which apparently is not normal). Socks are now my trademark ... haha I'm that cool. It was a good party :)
The next day I woke up kind of early to clean up... and let's be honest, I pretty much did all the cleaning. Which is fine. It was technically my party, so I can't complain too much. My parents (Isa and Alain) left that morning - at 7, ouch - to go skiing in the Alps and around 2 I caught a train with Mollie to go to Margaret's house for the night. To again, celebrate me turning into a grandma. Marge has a new family so it was a bit different than the other times, but we still had a blast! We were actually supposed to go to a soiree (party) that night but when we went shopping with her host mom for dinner we found so many things (like, salsa?) we wanted to make and bake and eat that we decided to stay in instead. Can you say fat? I'm so glad we did though! I was exhausted from the night before and I wanted to just chill with my girls and catch up. Marge (I stirred and Mollie was in charge of the music) made me a special dinner of shrimp scampi and then we attempted to make ice cream - fail. We were so grown up eating pasta and drinking white wine... for like 2 minutes I actually felt like I was at my mom's book club... but let's be honest, we were giggling like 5 year olds the whole dinner. I love my friends :)
Sunday, I got back into town around 3 and got home in time to pack my suitcase to head back over to the Gaier's (my first family). I have to move for a week because my parents are out of town and they didn't want me to be left alone with the boys and blah blah blah. So, I am here for a week. Which has been fun to catch up and compare notes on how I have changed. They really know me well so it is fun :) Lisa is on a ski trip also this week - so things are not completely the same... but pretty close. I have missed my bed here! It is really big and I forgot about it somehow when I moved. Oh, the little pleasures of life here.
Monday!!! February 7th, 1992... the day that the European Union was formed AND the day that I was born :) Coincidence? I think not! I wore a pretty dress (not just because it was Monday) and when I walked into school all my friends sang me happy birthday... so cute. I kept getting messages from people all day saying sweet things and I couldn't stop smiling ;) Benoit was really cute and gave me my birthday present from him and Francois during school... it was 2 DVDs of Shrek! I have this sick obsession with Shrek - and so does Francois - so it was really made me smile :) Oh little brothers! (Oddly, I have really missed them this week and skyped them on my birthday after school.) When I went home, I had so many messages from people at home I thought had forgotten about me and from people here that I didn't even think knew me... It made me happy! Then to complete the happiness, I went on a run in the woods and in the lovely sun. I felt so good and happy after :) I even got up the courage to weigh myself and (drum roll please) I have lost 3 kilos! Yay me! (Only 98 to go!) Right as I realized this, it was time to go out to dinner for my birthday. For some reason, I thought we were going to eat Chinese and when we got to the restaurant and sat down I was like, "Wait, Is this Chineses?" Marta was like, "Does this look like a Chinese Restaurant?" And the answer was no - it was an Italian restaurant.... and just as good! I had an amazing appetizer with spaghetti scampi and then completed the meal with an amazing ice cream and chocolate sauce. The ice cream was to die for and I think I could have just eaten that all night... to say the least - I was stuffed like a pig and it took me forever to get to sleep that night! I have not eaten that much in a really long time... my poor body.
Tuesday was not so fun. I stayed up really late on Monday and was just beyond exhausted at school. The sun was out again though :) So, I took advantage and made myself go for a run again. I really can't help but like running when it is nice out... even when I am about to pass out from fatigue.
Then yesterday, I went to the University's library with my Science Sociales class. When you are a rheto (senior) you have these huge presentations you have to do in each class you are taking. Like in French class - everyone has to read a book and then in a group of 3 they have to present the book to the class and it is a huge part of their grade. Everyone has been freaking out about these "expos" ever since we have been back at school. Some of them are due in June - like the Science Sociales one. We have to write a 10 page research paper on a question under any subject we want related to the class. Of course being the lazy exchange student I am - I went to the teacher and asked if I had to do the paper too. She looked at me all weird and was like, "Well, yes? Why wouldn't you have to? Your french will be even better in June!" Super! So, then I had to figure out a question related to something we were studying and something I'm somewhat interested in. I decided to compare the Social Security System (mainly the Healhcare) of Belgium with the system of America... and then to add the thoughts of the Americans (democrat and republican) on the subject, why it is complicated to change our current system, and why it works in Europe. I was so excited with how intense my question was and how it is actually something that is an important issue right now. The next day after I picked it out, I told the teacher and she was so impressed also that now she wants me to give an oral presentation to the class since it "is such a big issue".... along with the 10 page paper... all in French. So, now... I'm kind of regretting my question since it is more than I think I can handle. Yesterday when we went to the library, we were all looking up our questions and most people have really weak questions... like one girl's is "why do people become vegetarians?" I'm too smart for my own good! This is what happens when I put in a little bit of effort! Lesson learned. Yet, the paper is still due. Cool. Oh, and oral presentation. Super.
After school, I was going to work on this blog since I was overdue! But then Marta and Larry came home and were like do you have plans tonight? I didn't have any plans and then the next thing you know we are mini golfing! And then had pizza after! It was a cute little bonding moment and a reminder that my golfing skills still suck on another continent. So, that is why I am updating everyone a bit late!!
Today was pretty lame... it rained. Only eventful thing was I went for another run... and completed this blog!! Score.

Pictures later!
All for now
Mal

Details in the Fabric and (New) Love for Techno

Hello Hello Hello Everyone

Today, I am literally shivering as I write this. For some reason, I just can't get warm. I think my body was used to the little bit of warmer weather we were experiencing and now that it is going back to being bold ... I'm now wishing for Spring to come faster! Which doesn't mean I don't love my snow... but my body can only take so much of this humid winter that Belgium seems to be very good at.

I'm currently listening to one of my favorite songs by Jason Mraz ("Details in the Fabric"). I used to listen to this song a lot during the first few months here. It is pretty much a song about just letting things go and that what you might be freaking out about is something that you don't need to worry about... like details in the fabric. Whenever I would be stressing out or worrying or crying over the things in my life that I shouldn't be wasting my time with ... I would listen to this song. I feel like I am not the same person I was when I listened to this song 4 months ago. I feel like now when I listen to it, I remember the hard times I had. This song helped me remember to just breathe... and calm down. Now, I feel like I'm telling this to a good friend... like it is my advice. One of the lines is,"Hold you own. Know your name. And go your own way. And everything will be fine." I feel like that is my own personal chant now... what saved me from myself and reminds me that I am strong on my own. I mean, just look how far I have come...
:)

On Friday, I went into town with my friends from Rotary and then later on met up with Belges. I changed my mind so many times this day... from not going into town at all, to only going until 8, and then to taking the last bus home. I like how spontaneous things can be sometimes :) I had an amazing pita also (drooling now). All the college kids were in town (including Francois) since they finished their finals this week so it was fun to see them so happy after watching my brother study so much for the past month!
Saturday was the day of the concert! During the day, I just got caught up with e-mails, facebook, and skype. Then around 5, I went over to my friend from school's house (Delphine) for dinner with Pamela (from Costa Rica) and Daniel (from Columbia) before the concert. It was fun to just chill before going out... and we made Mexican food in honor of Pame and Dani! It was cute :) We left her house around 9 and got to the concert around 9:30. Let me attempt to describe this concert... well there are 3 techno concerts in Belgium every year... and the TransArdentes is the one after I Love Techno (in October) and before the Ardentes (in July). If you love techno, electro, or dupstep then you have these dates down - but the concert in July is more commercial music. Each concert has so many artists, is just huge, and people come from all over Europe for just a few hours of this incredible "ambiance". This year, the TransArdentes had 12,000 people and I must say that it is the smallest of the three concerts. I knew it was going to be huge, but I had no idea how crazy and amazing it was going to be. They had 3 rooms (indoors) where all these different DJs would be playing from from 7 pm to 6am. So all night, we were changing rooms to where there was the best beat and just moving with the crowd of probably the trashiest European people you can imagine... but even with that said... I loved it. I loved how I was in this huge, legendary concert, with my friends, running into other friends in each room, just going with the crowd of people dancing like crazy, and in Belgium! I don't even really like techno but it was just like one huge party that you couldn't help but be a fan of your ears ringing the whole next day. It was amazinggg and Benoit and I left around 3:30... which means I, of course, slept until noon.
Sunday was pretty chill. I Skyped people and then around 5 went to see Harry Potter with my parents and Francois. - yes, in French. and yes, Harry Potter is still in theaters. I never read the books past the 3rd one and I don't think I have understood a single movie without a Hogwarts fan telling me the story plot before... so seeing it in French was just another added bonus to my confusion. I kept poking Francois and asking him to explain it to me... it was funny. It was such a good movie though and I really enjoyed it :) Then we came home and watched the finale of Desperate Housewives. My Sundays are going to be so different now without the Housewives to give my night a little drama...
Yesterday was freezing (today was worse) and I finally watched Slumdog Millionaire!! Oh My Goodness. This movie was so good... I don't even know why I hadn't watched it until now! I understood pretty much everything (since it was in French) and it really was so good. It was another bonding moment with the family... :)

All in all a good week!
I am writing this earlier than normal (like anybody notices) because tomorrow I am going to the movies with my school to see Desert Flower (yes, another movie. I think this whole blog has been about movies!). And then after, I will be going into town to meet the Newies... since I am now and Oldie!! This is kind of a big deal... and I will have new friends to teach the ropes in the streets of Liege :)

All is good here and I'm wishing the Midwest "Bonne Merde" (english translation - "good shit" but the belges say it as goodluck and it is badluck to say "merci" after somebody says it to you!) with the blizzard coming in! I hope it will be nothing like the amount of snow we had here around Christmas!
A tantot :)
Mallow

One of those days

Hello Everyone!

Today is just one of those days that I kind of love life, a whole lot. I had an amazing past week and now I think I am running out of words to describe happiness without it sounding like I'm bragging.
Today, the sun came out. Actually, let me describe the weather patterns of today - freezing this morning, slightly sunny at noon, hailing/rain/snow at 2, and then the sun came out at 3 just in time for me not to have an excuse for why I shouldn't go for a run today (and yes - I did go for a run). I am just in this constant state of happiness and smiley-ness... I wish I could explain why. The only explanation I have to describe what I'm feeling is called a 'kairos-high' (shout out to my Karios family and for those unaware of what "karios" is, I'm sorry.). I am just proud of myself, impressed by myself, surprised by myself, finding myself, and loving myself. I think I might be falling in love with myself... ?

Last time we talked it was Wednesday, so on Thursday I had a writing exam at the University for my french course. It was supposed to be a 2 hour test but I completed it in an hour and half. It had 2 listening exercises, 2 reading comprehension exercises, and then at the end you had to write a letter to somebody at home describing you life here and stuff like that (while using all the intense verbs and vocabulary you can). I wrote a letter to my Mommy. I think I did pretty well... we shall see! I'm really proud of my French and I'm happy it is finally starting to show that I understand things and can communicate. Even if my grade proves otherwise, I'm still proud of how far I have come! I plan on continuing the course... so I can improve even more... :)
My brother Francois (18) is at the University studying medicine to be a eye doctor. He has been studying for the past month everyday for like 8 hours and tomorrow he will be finished! Here, when you are in University you have your finals after Christmas and they last all the month of January then you have the month of February pretty much off. Which is nice for Francois since he will be celebrating his birthday (my birthday is 2 weeks before his) for the first time on a holiday! Speaking of birthdays, my birthday is coming up :) Can you believe I will be 19? That just sounds old... especially since I still feel like a 16 year old. I hope I don't feel like a 16 year old all my life! But ya, 19 is old. I think I'm going to have a party at my house... :) I'll keep you updated on that one!
Friday was epic. I had one of the best nights with friends :) So for those of you who do not know me, I am one of those people that is really bad at networking (as in calling/texting people to organize something or making plans in geneal). I just have this phobia of texting and inviting myself places because I start thinking that maybe they don't want me to come and blah blah blah. Which honestly - I have no idea why I think these things, but I do. Friday night the whole school was invited to this huge masquerade party for these 2 girls birthday. I was planning on going but didn't know how I was going to change after school and I didn't want to go alone. So on Thursday, I networked it up. In French! I organized a ride to my friends house to get ready with the rest of the girls and then to go to the party with them afterwards. I was so proud of myself! I really am changing :) I also networked it up with another group of friends to go after school to get a mask. I got a kitty mask! With whiskers - it was so cute. After the mask shopping, I went over to my friend's house to get ready with the rest of the girls. It was so chill and fun... we gossiped away, gave outfit advice, and put the finishing touches on our make-up. It was again like the times I did this with my friends at home before dances... I love that I have friends to do this with here. I just felt part of the group... more than "felt"... I was part of the group. After this bonding moment, we went into town and ate. Yes, I did where my kitty mask in public (just for laughs). After this we took the bus to the party...this bus was so packed they couldn't get the doors shut. There were maybe 100 teenagers on this bus going to my party and another one. There was this one little, old lady on the bus. She was so cute and I think actually enjoying the teenage, Belgian night life. We invited her to come to the party but she said she couldn't... So cute!
At the party, I had sooo much fun with my friends! Everyone was in mask and just having so much fun! I danced the night away with my girlfriends and it was literally like a movie scene :) I laughed, smiled, danced, and spoke so much french :)
On Saturday, I slept in :) Around 5, Margaret came over and then Mollie's dad picked us up around 6 and we went over to Mollie's house for the night. I was beyond exhausted from the night before, but I still enjoyed spending time with my friends. We hadn't hung out since Margaret's birthday party mid-December! A lot has happened since then, so we got all caught up while watching Friends episodes and reading american, gossip magazines. It was a good night.
Sunday, I got home around noon and around 2 I went with the family to Isabelle's brother's house for a big party for all the birthdays in January/February (apparently there were a lot). This family is the best... I really love them so much. They all told me my French has gotten a lot better just in the month I have been staying with the Brans (yes - it has been over a month). They are just so welcoming and make me feel like I'm part of the family. It was so cool because for the dinner we just had dessert - pies, cakes, ice cream, pastries :) Of course, I was in heaven! Francois didn't come because he was studying for a final the next day so Benoit and I got to bond. Isabelle's brother (Jean-Marc) is really into music and he has electric drums that are connected to the computer with some snazzy software. For my lack of technical/musical terms, it was pretty legit. I am not the musically talented girl, but I couldn't leave the room while he was playing or anybody else. It was so cool to me! He can make all his own songs by mixing sounds and then adding his own compositions... I think my mouth was open the whole time. Around 7, we had to leave so the boys could watch Desperate Housewives (not a typo on the 'boys'). It is funny, at home I never watched Desperate Housewives but here I watch it every week!

Then back to school this Monday... but it wasn't that bad. I got caught up on all the gossip of Friday night with the girls :) I got my class picture (the senior class is like 300 people but the kids I am with all day is what the picture is of - try to find me!) I think I am really starting to love school. Not so much the learning part, but just being with my friends all day :)
Then yesterday, it rained on my walk home. It was super. Jerry and I went to our first Rotary meeting without Matilda. It wasn't too weird... The Rotarians now are being really inclusive and talking to us more. Not that they didn't talk to us before - but I think now they are more interested since they finally realized we will be there until June! Oh Tuesdays with the Rotarians... :)
Today, I was finished at one and I went to the mall to get my hair cut. ALONE. I spoke french and successfully got my hair cut :) I only said once, "I don't speak French very well." Last time I got my hair cut, I went with my Belge friends and kind of had a hard time communicating what I would like to happen to my hair but today, I was on it! I was super proud of myself and then I came home and went for a run with the sun. I'd say it was a successful day!

I'm really excited for this weekend because there is a huge concert called the TransArdentes that is happening Saturday. Tickets are really expensive but Pamela and I got them for 15 euros less than they were selling for. Score! It is a concert of techno and dupstep stuff... not really what I listen to but it is a concert in Europe... and I am only here for one year and want to take any opportunity I can. Why not go? Exactly my thoughts :)

So yes, it is just one of those days were I want to put a nice little quote to sign off with...

It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about. ~Alan Ball, American Beauty, 1999

All for now!
Mallory <3

Where is the good in goodbye?

We only part to meet again. At another time, maybe in another life or in another day.

This past week I had to say goodbye to all my friends who live in the Western Hemisphere (as in South Africa, Brazil, Australia, and New Zealand). Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye? Life is like that, I guess.
My oldie (Matilda) and other good friend (Dominique) left on Thursday for Australia. On Wednesday, Jerry and I got a note to leave during our free period and we hopped on a bus to go say goodbye to our oldie one last time before she left. We went shopping earlier in the week and we got her a crown (since she is the queen) and a picture frame with the 3 of us at a Rotary meeting. She seemed to like it. I also threw in my chocolate stash that I decided I don't need any longer taunting me - keep your fat jokes to yourself. It was so weird though saying goodbye to her. We don't know when we will meet again... and it will never be under the same circumstances as now...it is just bizarre to me. What is more bizarre is that I can't text them randomly asking them a question or asking if they want to hang out in Liege next week. Their numbers are still in my phone... but they just won't be responding to my texts.
On Friday, Jerry and I (again) got a note of dismissal to go to Brussels to say goodbye to the rest of the exchange students leaving. There were about 15 kids all leaving on the same flight this past Friday and we went with a huge group of people to watch them cross through customs and wave one last time goodbye. I wasn't as close with anyone leaving on this flight... but it was still really emotional for me. I cried when I was watching everybody go through customs. I don't know why, but I think I was crying more for myself than for my rotary relatives leaving. Does that make me sound selfish? I saw how all their friends and families had come to see them off and how much they had impacted the people's life just through a few months. They were dragging their extra luggage that wouldn't fit in their bags, screaming English/Spanish/French across the airport as their last words of love, and crying to the point where their eyes were going to be bloodshot for the next few days but I thought it was beautiful (sorry, hippie I know). I was thinking about how I will be doing the same thing in 6 months and who will be crying at the airport over not knowing when they will see me next. It was just really powerful for me... I want somebody to have an impact on my life and I want to have an impact on somebody's life like that. Maybe I already have... maybe I will have more but just made me think about all the people I love and who love me. These next 6 months are going to go by really fast and now I really have to live them up... with no regrets and no looking back or forward. Just living and loving.

Now that I have written my paragraph of living in the now I must write about the weather. It has become a custom.
This weather has been very in tune with what is going on in my life. On Thursday after school, I walked home in the rain. Literally, I walked through the door dripping wet and it took me a good hour to have dry hair again. It really added to my mood of saying goodbye to my good friends. Not. It isn't snowing anymore here though. Instead it is hot and muggy and then maybe an hour later it is raining. So weird. This Sunday, it was really nice and sunny out and it felt like a spring day. Who has ever heard of it raining and being hot (hot as in I contemplate not wearing a jacket in the morning) in January?? Dear Belgium, you continue to surprise me. Especially with your odd weather patterns. I love you anyways but maybe let the sun out a little more.

This Saturday, I went for a run in my new neighborhood and caught up with e-mails and facebook. At night, I went to a going away party for my friend who is leaving... not because he has completed a year abroad but because Rotary is making him go home. Things are complicated but in the end of the story he is going back to Texas instead of staying with us in Belgium. He is actually one of the kids I met in Arkansas for the training on living abroad that was sponsored by Rotary. When I first met him I didnt think we would be hanging out here but now I really consider him a close friend. Belgium won't be the same without him.
Sunday I slept in :) Around one, friends of my family came over and we took a little drive to the Ardennes (forest in Belgium - famous for the many wars fought there) and went for a walk. A walk that took about 3 hours... and I loved every minute of it. It was a really nice day and for once the sun was out and shining. I was really happy and took lots of pictures. I wore my sparkly boots - which were a big hit. They were all making fun of them until they realized they weren't from America but 100 % Belge. It was fun to get some fresh air and it was a good bonding moment with my family :) The part of the Ardennes that we were at is close to Spa (yes, the famous Spa) and we stopped to drink some of the Spa water. The Real, Famous Spa Water! It was actually disgusting and tasted like a penny. I much prefer filtered water with the label of "Spa" on the front than the real water. I hadn't been to Spa since my very first day in Belgium so it was nice to go back conscience and awake. The friends stayed for dinner and we had the customary Belgian, large dinner meal of Racklettes (this is the meal where they have a mini grill on the table and we cook our own food and melt our own cheese). I love it. I don't know if it is really customary but every time a large group of people get together in this country it is most likely going to be a racklette meal. Maybe because it is easy to just cut up slices of cheese and put out lunch meat. Either way - I am a big fan. It is Swedish.

Monday was lame. But the sun was out so for lunch I ate outside with friends. That was nice. After school, I went for a run and I got up the courage to weigh myself and I lost 2 kilos (which is like 4 pounds). High Five!
Yesterday, I had an interview at the University for my french course I have been taking. I felt like I did really well and the teacher told me I spoke really well. Which made me feel better because I finally feel like I have turned the corner with my french and I'm glad other people are noticing too :) French is starting to become easier ... I just had to give it time and put in a little bit of effort. I'm proud of myself.
Today I started the day off with 2 hours of obligatory attendance to learn about safe driving in Belgium. It was just kind of weird since everybody in my class is 17 and only one person out of 30 have a driving license (you have to be 18 to have a license and it is really expensive here and you have to got to a certain amount of auto school to even apply andddd you have to get a 41/50 on the test.. which is really hard to do, I guess). I learned a lot about the system here ... and it made me remember how much time has gone by without me driving. It is weird to think that a normal day at home I would drive to and from school (25 min drive) and maybe more... and here I don't drive at all but enjoy public transportation to the fullest. I miss driving... a lot... but I appreciate public transportation here and enjoy the alone time I get with my music. Just another life here. Which I think that has been clarified many times already though. My bad. We had a half day today and then I just came home to do things... like write this blog. Love you my faithful followers and I hope you appreciate how much time I put into you!

Just one more quote on saying goodbye that I found and made me smile ... and it goes nicely with my artsy tree picture.

Goodbyes are not forever.
Goodbyes are not the end.
They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again!


All for now. Hope everyone is doing well :)
Mallory