I never really liked messing up, and was taugh to avoid mistakes as much as possible in my early childhood years. Soon, I realized that mistakes were growth and something to be accepted as apart of life. But still lived in a manor that looked down on imperfections, seeing them as a flaw of my character.. not achieving a standard. WELL you get the point, I think that as a society, no matter how much amount of preeching, mistakes are still viewed as mistakes. This ...

I HAVE AN EXCUSE. I realize the time length of my departure but many of things were happening. Good news or bad news first?Bad - I broke the fifth bone in my left foot and was in a cast for 9 days along with needles for 10. Because of my constant clumsyness and a graceful landing after jumping off a balance beam in gym class I was on crutches with difficulties for moving around. Good - Its better (in a walkable cast with minor uncomforts), and it never slowed me...

Well, what can be said about today. After a strange encounter with my french teacher and a walk into downtown Wavre (avoiding school security) I had my first Judo practice in 4 years. Let me set the scene, youngest by 15 years, one of 2 girls (9 people)(two belgian champions) and me wheezing from the weight of my new judo gee. I can not describe how much I loved it, not because I was almost killed by exhaustion or because I completely forgot all my mad skillz but...

School, oh joy, the favorite activity for any 10-18 year old. And today I started my new experience into the Belgium school system. Some things are obviously different, the fact that I have 10x as many students as KISH and a building 4x as large, Im expected and required to sit for the whole day, Im the new student and that, my friends, is all in French. My first day was Friday, but I was so beat down and worn out after I couldn't even talk about it. It was diffe...

As I was informed, I was hopeless in blogging the last week. This wont (will) be a habit. So, I continue with the cliff hanger ending of my last blog. I still remember the feeling of not being able to move my feet, I was just getting over my last day of jet lag when I got up in the morning for my first day of French School in LLN. What a treat :), After meeting with my new class mates I was picked up by my mother in preparation for my wild night. The night of c...