I figured I would type up a public entry since everything I've been writing lately is pretty much classified. However, I don't think I have much to say that would be appropriate for the public eye. For starters its finals time here in Belgium, which of course means that I am not studying nearly as much as I should. I should be more worried about ( Read more... )

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In about fifteen minutes I am leaving to go with Anna and Christel for a meeting at the Elderly Home. I thought working with the elderly would be a good distraction from other things ( Read more... )

I need to talk about the crazy vending machine action here. On Namsestraat there is a HUGE vending machine (it has its own building) where you can buy anything from champagne to twinkies (which I am sure would go great together). Along the ring road there is another vending machine, but get this... its for videos. Thats right, you go there with ( Read more... )

First entry as a brunette... doesnt feel much different. Last night Raquel helped me dye my hair, and I've never received so many compliments! I am pretty happy with the results ( Read more... )

This morning was suppose to be my first class but the teacher did not show up so I ended up talking to Steve, Jamie, and some Chinese girl. When I got back I fell straight into bed since I did not sleep very well the night before. Interesting fact I learned: Raquel talks (not mumbles, but talks) in her sleep. From what I remember it was a ( Read more... )

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The past couple of days have been full of highs and lows. Thursday night was the International Party at Alma, where I spent the first couple of hours working at the coat room. Afterwards you could find me on the dance floor cutting a rug until two in the morning. There I met some international students from Greece, Scotland, Hungary... I saw ( Read more... )

"...the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?" (Breakfast At Tiffany's ( Read more... )

So I wrote a phemononal entry the other day, but livejournal decided it wanted to eat it so... I am going to try this again ( Read more... )