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The European Style

Talk about a relaxing day! I can so get used to Thursdays! ^__^

My mommy’s package

Today, I went to figure out what was the deal with the package from my mother. I went to Bpost determined to get my package not scared of the intense French speaking that awaited me! I went yesterday but of course they would open at 10am and not 9am on wednesdays. Surprisingly, I managed to get my point across better than expected too! The only time me and the teller had an issue understanding each other was when he asked me to sign a piece of paper. I don’t think I have ever heard the word for signature… I signed and after I handed him back the paper he continues to repeat the same word… I said “oui” and he asked me if that was my signature. .__. YES that’s my signature!  Sheesh! Guess he didn’t like it. He sounded like my mom who always says I have a horrible signature. *Shrugs!* 

My new scarf collection

Well my mother’s package made me very happy!! She sent me so many scarves!! I officially feel European*Wearing a scarf is apparently the European look* You can wear a scarf with a sweat suit here and still manage to look good! She also sent me some school supplies I needed and some new accessories!! I’m becoming in love with studs! I was always a hoops girl but this European lifestyle has me changing my ways! 🙂 I must say it was a good start to my day!

Side note: Men bags are also very popular here! I see so many men with bags throughout the day! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man with a bag in the states.

Since we are on the topic of fashion let me express my sadness. The other day I looked at the bottom of

Brand new Baker boots 😦

my brand new Baker boots that I bought before I came to Belgium… It’s official I walk wayyy too much!! My poor boots are already deteriorating at the bottom!! 😦 I almost shed a tear!!

I Got Mail!

Care package

Today I visited the Belgian post office Bpost. Turns out this post office is also a bank! For a bank/post office I found the place to be extremely small. It was so crowded that the place had a ticket system and they attended you by number. When I got there they where on number 318 and I was 341 .__. I was sweating so much! People were allowed to leave and come back once they got their ticket but NO WAY was I missing my turn. It seemed like everyone was cashing their checks so the line was moving slower than ever. Finally, I used my French speaking skills to get my package. To my surprise it was a care package from my sorority sister Suzy! ^__^ Oh Boy was I excited when I opened it and saw the contents! Granola bars, hot coco, pudding mix, chocolates, peanuts, tea, and even sazon (spanish seasoning.) She even added a cute little owl card that I shall display on my dresser for the remainder of my stay here! The package made my day!

Tomorrow, I have to return to BPost and attempt to argue in French x__x My mom mailed me a package that according to Bpost’s online database arrived a week agoHowever, I have yet to receive slips for pick-up though online it says I have! >:O Sigh! let’s see how things goes tomorrow!

Wish me luck!