Wednesday, January 16, 2013


I have been sick, like a really weird sick.
Like no fever or vomiting or anything, just massive head ache and exhaustion and nausea. For like 3 days now (IE it's not a just hangover people but a legit illness). Its horrible I stayed home from school monday and tuesday.
But I have come to the conclusion, that since this is the weirdest illness, that it's not an illness at all but a weird belgian parasite and now I am going to die.
Sometimes people tell me I watch too much TV...

Brings me to my next point, in my weakened state I have been able to do little more than lay in front of the TV, so I figured I might as well enjoy my lovely lovely host family movie collection. Therefore, I finally watched Titanic. And I would just like to say, there is a REASON I limit myself to zombie movies! I cannot handle romance!! I cried for an hour and a half, straight. And not sweet one tear rolling down the face crying, hysterical lonely teenage girl crying. Not pretty man. Luckily I was alone in the house or my family might have called the psych ward.
Seriously, I am sticking to Evil Dead 2

Even funner, today I had dance. But my cool poor-person friendly free belgian Wednesday class thats held in an empty school. Did I mention its free? And I take it with some friends from school, which is always cool, because I get to pretend to speak french yay. And the teacher is so sweet. But the class is a little easy for me, which is a shame you know? So I started taking it on pointe shoes as opposed to the little slippers the rest of the students use, to liven things up. And, as I am sure anyone who has ever met me has noticed, I am a sad lazy person. Soooo when I sewed the ribbons to my point shoes I may or may not have done it very very badly.
ANYWAY I was dancing in like the front and center of the room, to demonstrate something, and what happens? The ribbon snaps and I fall on my face
Literally can't enter a social situation and not embarrass myself.
I've said this before, and I'll say it again,
Its not easy being Sid
But someones got to do it

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

The 4 Month

So, I have been in Belgium now for 4 months. Everyone told me this is the point when french should start getting easier, but it isn't. And I am really really scared that it won't. I know if I can't finish this year fluent, then it will be ok, no matter what it is already better than when I arrived. But still, it stresses and FREAKS me out. Like man, I would be such a loser if I was the one that finished the year here and still couldn't speak french.

It is really, really hard being an exchange student. Every single day I think, why am I doing this to myself? I miss everyone sooo much, it hurts. and it would just be so easy to go home. Every single day gets harder and harder, and there are amazing beautiful moments, but they don't always make it easier.
I comfort myself with the knowledge that its the important things we do in life that are the hardest. The things that end up really mattering.
So even though every day is hard this is really something I have to see through.
What on earth do I do after this?
What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?

Friday, January 4, 2013

Eat the tourists

So, I spent a lovely 4 days in Berlin, Germany. Picked up some handy german (nien nien spangleferkle nien)
It was really rad though, I went with my host dad, mom, 16 year old sister, and her friend. It was sooo fun! We stayed in my host dads friends apartment, since they were in switzerland. And man was it a swanky place. It was in a really cool like alternative section of the city, with all these cool little artsy shops. Like the silverlake of berlin. Real happenin. Also they had the most awesome collection of records....
But yeah, the city was sooo cool, I would really love to go back for a more substantial amount of time.
The first night there I went to see the Jewish museum, which had such cool architecture. And a lot of interesting information. I learned how to write my name in Hebrew.
Then I ate me some currywurst, which is like THE dish of the german people. It is basically a sausage with curry stuff on it that you eat standing around on a sidewalk with a mini plastic fork. My family was not into it, but it was strangely delicious for me. And I am not a sausage curry type of person....
Next we walked more, and saw pretty stuff. And I learned all about the Berlin Wall from a cool museum.

Ok, CRAZY sidenote: TRAVEL AGENTS EXIST IN GERMANY STILL. Seriously, I saw so many travel agents offices!!!! Like dont these poeople know the internet made their jobs obsolete? 

Anywase, there was also soooooooooooooooOOOOOO much really really cool graffitit. I have never seen a more graffitied city. It was beautiful man! Someone wrote "Eat the tourists " on the floor of a bridge, and I thought it was awesome and worthy of being a blog title. 

Also, I went to possible one of my favorite comtemporary art museums I have ever gone too. It was sooo well done, with all the various late 19th century and 20th century movements being in sparate rooms, but in an order that flowed. And they had discriptions in every room of what the movement was and the key figures. They also included what historical events were happening in that time, like wars, inventions, discoveries, etc. It was really really fantastic. I could have spent forever in that place!

Then my last day there we went to go see this BEAUTIFUL chateaux from er some king with loads of money. LOADS I have never seen a more opulent layout. Literally, there was like golden grapevines painted all over the walls and windows and paintings and lavish furniture and man, it was too much for me. The last room, a guest room, man it made me was bright yellow with a tropical theme. So all lavishly painted all over the room were like parots and pineapples. And a chandelier made of chrystal flowers, whihc was actually pretty. But entirely too much. But this room, literally, was the tiki room. Like from disneyland. Just a tad more european and royal.