Antwerp... the city of Diamonds
Mood:  a-ok
Topic: Trip to Antwerp

Yesterday, Friday, was a Teacher Parent meeting day so there were no classes for the students. Adriana and I traveled to Antwerp (Antwerpen in Netherlands; Anvers in French) to visit the "City of Diamonds"

What a beautiful day to go traveling. Thursday and Friday, were both sunny and warm. It was the first time I've gone anywheres without my big winter jacket since November.

Because it is located so close to the Netherlands, Dutch is the city's official language, but most Dutch speaking people can also speak English.

As soon as you leave the train station, you enter the 'Jewish Quarter' where there are tons and tons of Jewlery shops and over 20,000 Jewish residents whos ancestors have inhabited Anvers since the XII century. Today, Anvers is the biggest diamond center in the world. (1/4 of all diamonds in the world are origionally from Anvers... therefore I would bet that even Britney Spears has diamonds from that city.) We visited Diamondland, an exposition building that shows the cutting and sculpting of diamonds... visiters can make purchases also: for a 0.01 size was 15 American dollars--> 0.05 was, I think, 77 dollars. The sizes ranged from 0.01 all the way up to 0.50!

'La Maison de Rubens'or (The House of Rubens) was our second stop of the day. It is where, during the the early 1600's, the famous flemish painter, Peter Paul Rubens, once lived. He has become an official representation of Anvers and in his life, Rubens created nearly 2,500 works of art including paintings and sculptures. His interest was mainly to paint religieus, historic, and mythologic scenes but he also contributed, as it was clearly demonstrated when we visit his house, to the architectural branch of art.

4 or 5 clothing and shoe stores later, we arrived in the 'Groen Plaats'-in Netherlands or (Grand Place) where you can sit around the fountains and pic-nic or rest. Still in the Quartier of the Grand-Place is 'La Cathedrale' or (The Cathedral). The largest of 4 Churches in Anvers, it holds the title of the biggest Gothic Church in the 'Ancient Lower Countries'

A hop, skip and a jump down the road from the cathedral, at the entrance of 'le quartier de la Mode et des Beaux-Arts' (The Fashion and Arts Quarter), is 'Le Musee de la Mode' (the Museum of Fashion) where collections from the Flanders Fashion Institute are displayed. (Such bizarre things... the fashion world is crazy!)

Further south, rests the Museum of Arts where most of Ruben's works are displayed. But that, along with The Museum of Contemporary art and the Museum of Photography, were too far away for Adriana and I to walk to.

The train ride home laster 2 and a half hours (when normally it takes an hour and a half to get from Liege to Anvers)because we went home early and took the first train to Brussels, then a connecting one to Liege that took a path similar to this
---> /\/\/\ <----instead of waiting for the train that went directly to Liege. + 20 minues of walking from Adriana's house to mine = 1 exhausting day.

But I'm sure we took some great photos!:)

And this morning started out to be another good day like yesterday. I woke up around 9:30 and after breakfast, went for a walk with Charles and Guillaume. I took the same route as we had taken the morning that we went rabit searching, but we didn't see any bunnies. :( It was amusing all the same and Charles took a good solid 2 hour nap when we got home.

By 2 in the afternoon it was raining like my host dad had predicted it would and I don't think I've done much since then.

Adriana left for Amsterdam this morning with WEP; I hope the weather is nicer there for her than it is here.

~~ Tonight I am babysitting for my host family who is out at a barbacue with some friends. The kids just finished watching a hockey movie 'Miracle' and are now in bed, sleeping... I hope. My host dad rented the movie 'O' for me to see this evening, so I'm going to sign off and

--if that fax machine doesn't stop going off I think I'm going to have to break it (!!)

... see my movie.

-ciao!

horray for the sun!
Mood:  a-ok
It is sunny today! ouiah!!!!! I got out of school at noon time because on Thursdays I have no classes in the afternoon. Usually I walk home, and today was an great day to do that,considering the exceptionally good weather, but for I don't know what reason (maybe it was becase I just happened to be passing the bus stop when the bus just happened to be coming by) I hopped on the bus, only to find out much to late that I took the wrong bus. bus 67 and 68 pass by my house... not 69 ...and I was on bus 69. By the time I got off, it was too late and I was hopelessly lost. Crap. I had to get lost on my beautiful afternoon off from school. I walked and walked and ran and walked some more and never thought I was going to get home. Finally I stopped and asked a woman if she knew where Bellaire was. She tried explaining it to me, but must have heard my really strong american accent because she opted to drive me their instead. (!!!!) wow that was so nice because I was a loooooong way from home.

Adriana had religion class directly after lunch, so she couldn't leave with me, but instead came to my house afterwards. We chilled here for 2 hours with mr. Zi zi Coin coin since it was too late for us to go into town, then I walked back to the school with her because she had French4 and had to make a presentation.

She tried making her presentation in her last French class, yesterday or two days ago but the teacher told her to redo it. She had made a speach earlier this month for French class too (and that was what started this whole thing off) and when the teacher graded it, he gave her a 45. a 45!? His explanation was because she had to ask people to correct it. Um... yeah, did he expect that she would write a first draft and have it be absolutely perfect?! People who speak french as their first language can't even do that, so why in He!! is he expecting that from her? She decided that if he wanted a presentation without faults then she would talk in Portuguese because then no one could correct her. So she stood up infront of the entire class and started her presentation. Portuguese is very similar to French and at first the teacher (and all the students, I think) thought she was talking in French, but no one could understand her. After 10 minutes, Pierre finally realized that it wasn't in French and that she would have made her whole thing in Portuguese if someone didnt stop her. "Adriana... in French"

She stopped... "But no, I made a presentation earlier and you took 65 points off because I had to have someone correct it, so I decided that if you wanted a flawless performance, then it would have to be in Portuguese."

The teacher was BEAT RED!! "But I didn't take points off for that.."

*Adriana shows him her paper*

..."Oh, I see" ... (still completely red) "well I will look this over and in the mean time, I would have liked you to come and talk to me privately about this"

But that teacher... and all the teachers at INDJ are the same, never had time to talk to her every time she asked, he was busy; She even asked the English teacher to try and see if she could go to the teachers meeting but Mm. Bemeur forgot to hand in the paper...

And after 8 months of being here and having the teachers make shit with our lives... we are getting tired. They do not read the tests we hand in (no... they would much rather make fun of our French before they actually gave it a grade) then do nothing to support us or make this any better. Their minds are like this ---> . <--- They only see one way of doing things. The students are not much different; And I am just sick and tired of it. J'EN AI MARREE!! I am going to request that this school does not accept any more exchange students.

And I know, as sure as I'm standing here, that next year will be the same as this one, different person, same senario. But all the students will say "oh, those exchange students last year, they didn't want to learn french, they just wanted to come to act stupid, and skip class." ..."They didn't ever study and got really bad points..." ..."All they cared about was traveling... not school" SO WHAT!? I study french. I can speak french!!!! Wasting my time stressing over Math and Science homework isn't how I want to spend the one year that I am in Europe. They live here. Their Easter vacations consisted of skiing in France, or Switzerland, or visiting Paris, Amsterdam, Germany, Spain, Italy. This is normal to them. They have their entire lives to see it. I don't.

I... live... in... MAINE. What don't they understand?! I can't just come back on holiday on a skiing trip in France. I will, thinking practically, never return here the rest of my life. I don't want this short time to be wasted (and i say this with such contempt) on unsupportable homework for unsupportable teachers in unsupportable classes.

Yesterday the science teacher passed back the tests that we took the class before. There was a big red x through the only question that I answered (because for the first time ever, I thought that I actually knew the correct response) and at the bottom (because I didn't know the other answers, I drew for the remainder of class) I had drawn a sheep, then a cow, then a pig, then a human. I titled it "Darwinism" lol, cute huh? He put 3 big red arrows through my drawing and wrote a little comment (in french) 'is this the the only word you know in French?'

...excuse me?

That was it. I was done. I left school right then and there, returning home at what already would have been a half day; making it a quarter day for me.

And for his information, 'Darwinism' is a word in English also.

But I am 'a-ok' Wednesday afternoon I went into Liege with Adriana when she was finished, and we went shopping (which always makes me feel better) and I saw the cutest pants and vest at H&M that I need to go back and buy. ...neeeeeed.

And let me just repeat it one more time:
ITS SUNNY TODAY!!!! 8) When Adriana came over we took some photos outside and I will add those to my April Album right now while I'm thinking about it.

-ciao
bisous a tout le monde!

Math Class
Mood:  cheeky
My productive 2 hour math class:

^Adriana's contribution

The truth is, my blog is doing unruley things
Mood:  irritated
This poop bucket has a mind of its own! And I think Lori's does too because she posted the exact same entry twice... now why would an intelligent, logical person, do something like that?

http://lilredd-headedgurrl.tripod.com

The answer is, it wasn't her fault. It is Tripod.com!! Its rebelling!

my latest entries turn out with the wrong date attached and after every post I have to go back and correct it.

But I've got nothing against Tripod. (I love you, tripod <3) :) I'm just writing a disclaimer to everyone who reads this (just Lori, apparently) :p that ... well... for the time being, if the date looks screwy, its because it probably is.

moving on...

Absolutely nothing has changed since I wrote yesterday!! Incredible, huh!?

"I try to take it one day at a time, but sometimes, several days attack me at once" -Jenniver Yane

I'm home from school today because I feel rather on the down side (and it gives me time to read 'Da Vinci Code' that I'm borrowing from Adriana) I'M ALMOST ON CHAPTER 4!!! (The chapters being about 2 pages long on average :p) Has anyone in the states read that book yet? It is alllll the rage here in Europe. Every family I've been to, has a copy of that book. And I'm reading the illustraed version (in French) which makes it a lot easier to understand. I debating whether or not buying a copy of it for myself before I go home, but its 30 Euros for the illustrated version. :/

Yup, that pretty much sums it up.

Bold... and ... Pumpkin...
Mood:  chillin'
This will probably be a short entry because I'm on the computer in the "mediatheque" or ... library if you will, and I only have an hour or so to write. This doesn't pose a problem for me because I don'thave very much to say. :)

I was re reading my last entry (it seems to me that I am the only one who reads these things any more) and I realized that I never gave an explanation for the title of my last entry. "Seven months in Belgium and you are becoming American." It was because (as if it really needs an explanation... If I'm the only person who reads this...then I already know the meaning behind it...) Adriana used to be very... correct. Very mature. This is right and that is wrong. If someone was angry with her than it was because they had a very good reason to be and she should probably be the one saying sorry... always the rational thinker.

well... then she met me.

:p (!!!) Now she is crazy irrational thinker who does what she wants. Pats the dogs and then eats dinner without washign her hands... a real rebel, I know. :p (!!) One day she had a pink shirt on and she thought to herself, "I should change piercings with tracy, that way it will match my shirt. ... omg ...eww... why did I just think that. That was a dirty american thought!" She thinks of me as a dirty american but now... sorry, she is the same as me!! :D

salle americaine!!


Last night I called Jodi for the first time in forever. we talked for about an hour which is going to kill my host families phone bill (desole) That was a deserved phone call... very reassuring. Dustin is planning on meeting me at the airport the 2nd when I come home and I do plan on partying with them on the 4th(I MISS MY GARDNER FAMILY!!)


I got an email from my sister this morning. It was titled: 'bold pumpkin.'

bold pumpkin?

The first sentence started out: "if i were going to make a new language those would both be swear
words. wow...tahts bold like that sthe shit. bolden right. pumpkin you! yah i got it all worked out."

hahahahahahah YES!


I wish Lourenco would get online. I havn't talked to him in so long... And it was always so nice to talk to him, he always made me feel better when I was sad. ooOOOOooo and i added two new photos of him to my April Album!! ;)


My hour is up.

-ciao