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| Brussels, Belgium |
I have a love affair.
With Belgium. Land of chocolate and French fries were exchangers love to have amazing parties. It's centrally located so I can shop in France and get gas in Germany. Oh Belgium, how I love you.
See the problem, I have never actually been there.
Stay with me though, I would love to be a foreign exchange student there my senior year. I know what your all thinking, “Your SENIOR year? Are you crazy? What about Prom? Picking on the underclassmen?”
That does not matter to me at all. I have this love for the French language and good people. Sure, France is beautiful, but I want to go to a place I can get lost in. Were the people are warm and inviting. My parents are still no so sure on the idea of letting me live in a foreign country for a year. But, it's my dream.
Who wants to be a dream crusher?
My Mom is on board, but my Dad is another story. He keeps saying, “You will get sold into the sex trade! We will never see you again!”
Don't believe TV Dad. Yeah so you see my problem.
But, what is beautiful about it, is that my Mom is on board so we can pressure him into saying yes. Family pressure is great isn't it? I sure think so. It's depressing watching all the exchangers jet off to their host countries to have the time of their life when I'm stuck at home. It's not fair!
Two year. That is what I must wait till.
Belgium, get ready. Because I'm coming.