My Living in Belgium!: E' arrivato il PRIMO VIDEO BLOG!

mercoledì 5 giugno 2013

E' arrivato il PRIMO VIDEO BLOG!

Ebbene sì, finalmente l'ho girato! :)

Come sapete era da tanto che pensavo di iniziare un vlog e ieri, avendo un po' più di tempo libero, ho deciso di filmare ;) Non vi sto qui a raccontare la fatica per l'editing e per caricarlo sul youtube -.-" ma GRAZIE AL CIELO ce l'abbiamo fatta :') ahha

Qui c'è il bimbo <3 ahah ma per chiunque volesse posto anche il link del mio canale (che per ora è abbastanza semplice, ma mi auguro di perfezionarlo un po' ora che sta arrivando l'estate!). Ditemi se vi piace :)

Un bacio, Eli!

Per vedere il mio canale su YouTube, clicca qui! <3

http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCmxU2LPtXKslgVLCrG1qx6A/videos?flow=grid&view=0

P.s.
No comment sulla mia faccia di culo e la mia voce...ahahahah :')

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Unknown5 giugno 2013 alle ore 14:41
Amore :)
Guardare il tuo vlog = guardarmi allo specchio...
Ad un certo punto anticipavo mentalmente quello che stavi per dire...

Una volta mi ospiti?
Facciamo le Neighbor Exchange Students' vlog!
Dai che poi riguardando queste cose a giugno 2014 moriremo dalle risate!!!

Ahahahaha Bacioni elì <3 :* <3 :*
Eleonora :)
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AliceMelrose5 giugno 2013 alle ore 17:17
Esattto! :D ahah chissà che a giugno non facciamo un riassunto in...olandese! :D ahah comunque certo che ti ospito!! <3 Però, pure io voglio fare un salticello in Olanda :P tanto per la lingua non abbiamo nessun problema <3 ahah
Ti voglio bene! Vediamoci presto!! <3
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Lavinia6 giugno 2013 alle ore 14:21
Che telecamera usi? La qualità del video è fantastica!
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AliceMelrose6 giugno 2013 alle ore 16:21
Grazie mille! :) Comunque non uso una telecamera, ma il mio telefono (un Galaxy Nexus)! ;)
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Melissa8 giugno 2013 alle ore 21:23
Amo il tuo vlog! Super divertente! :) :)

Love, The mind of an exchange
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AliceMelrose8 giugno 2013 alle ore 21:38
En Ik hou van jou (hoping that there aren't errors ahahah) <3
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Anonimo16 giugno 2013 alle ore 15:09
Fai un video.blog dove parli bene bene bene e nello specifico delle selezioni di intercultura? tutto quello che ti hanno fatto fare ecc.?
Comunque bel video si vede che sei stra.eccitata all'idea di partire **
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AliceMelrose17 giugno 2013 alle ore 09:14
AHah grazie! :) comunque sì, penso di farlo uno di questi giorni! :) Ahah
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Informarsi sulle associazioni √
Trovare quella perfetta per me √
Convincere papà √
Pre-iscriversi √
Parlare con il preside √
Fare il colloquio psicologico √
Fare il colloquio √
Fare lo Slep Test √
Compilare il dossier √
Essere accettata ufficialmente √
Ottenere il visto √
Scoprire il Paese! √
Trovare una host family √
Spassarmela alle orientation di AFS √
Imparare un po' le basi di fiammingo e francese :S √
Riuscire a fare stare tutto in una sola valigia X
Salutare i miei affetti √
Piangere tanto :( √
Partire! ♥ √
Visitare la Foresta per le orientations di AFS Vlaanderen Belgie√
Visitare Bruxelles/Brussel √
Affrontare il mio primo giorno di scuola in Belgio√
Trovare una scuola in cui si possa studiare sia greco che latino :S X
Vedere Ghent/Gent √
Fare un giro in bicicletta con la mia host family :3√
Festeggiare il Natale alla maniera belga ♥ √
Rivederlo... O almeno sperarci... :/ √
Andare a Parigi con la scuola :D √
Mangiare un waffel stramega cioccolatoso √
Fare una visitina a quella brutta, scema, ma amabile Eleonora ad Amsterdam ;) √
Andare al PROM della scuola! √
Mangiare delle autentiche patatine fritte belghe √
Andare a Brugge/Bruges √

Exchange is change. Rapid, brutal, beautiful, hurtful, colourful, amazing, unexpected, overwhelming and most of all constant change. Change in lifestyle, country, language, friends, parents, houses, school, simply everything.
Exchange is realizing that everything they told you beforehand is wrong, but also right in a way.
Exchange is going from thinking you know who you are, to having no idea who you are anymore to being someone new. But not entirely new. You are still the person you were before but you jumped into that ice cold lake. You know how it feels like to be on your own. Away from home, with no one you really know. And you find out that you can actually do it.
Exchange is thinking. All the time. About everything. Thinking about those strange costumes, the strange food, the strange language. About why you’re here and not back home. About how it’s going to be like once you come back home. How that girl is going to react when you see her again. About who’s hanging out where this weekend. At first who’s inviting you at all. And in the end where you’re supposed to go, when you’re invited to ten different things. About how everybody at home is doing. About how stupid this whole time-zone thing is. Not only because of home, but also because the tv ads for shows keep confusing you.
Thinking about what’s right and what’s wrong. About how stupid or rude you just were to someone without meaning to be. About the point of all this. About the sense of life. About who you want to be, what you want to do. And about when that English essay is due, even though you’re marks don’t count. About whether you should go home after school, or hang out at someone’s place until midnight. Someone you didn’t even know a few months ago. And about what the hell that guy just said.
Exchange is people. Those incredibly strange people, who look at you like you’re an alien. Those people who are too afraid to talk to you. And those people who actually talk to you. Those people who know your name, even though you have never met them. Those people, who tell you who to stay away from. Those people who talk about you behind your back, those people who make fun of your country. All those people, who aren’t worth your giving a damn. Those people you ignore.
And those people who invite you to their homes. Who keep you sane. Who become your friends.
Exchange is music. New music, weird music, cool music, music you will remember all your life as the soundtrack of your exchange. Music that will make you cry because all those lyrics express exactly how you feel, so far away. Music that will make you feel like you could take on the whole world. And it is music you make. With the most amazing musicians you’ve ever met. And it is site reading a thousand pages just to be part of the school band.
Exchange is uncomfortable. It’s feeling out of place, like a fifth wheel. It’s talking to people you don’t like. It’s trying to be nice all the time. It’s bugs.. and bears. It’s cold, freezing cold. It’s homesickness, it’s awkward silence and its feeling guilty because you didn’t talk to someone at home. Or feeling guilty because you missed something because you were talking on Skype.
Exchange is great. It’s feeling the connection between you and your host parents grow. It’s knowing in which cupboard the peanut butter is. It’s meeting people from all over the world. It’s having a place to stay in almost every country of the world.
It’s cooking food from your home country and not messing up. It’s seeing beautiful landscapes that you never knew existed.
Exchange is exchange students. The most amazing people in the whole wide world. Those people from everywhere who know exactly how you feel and those people who become your absolute best friends even though you only see most of them 3 or 4 times during your year. The people, who take almost an hour to say their final goodbyes to each other. Those people with the jackets full of pins. All over the world.
Exchange is falling in love with this amazing, wild, beautiful country. And with your home country.
Exchange is frustrating. Things you can’t do, things you don’t understand. Things you say, that mean the exact opposite of what you meant to say. Or even worse…
Exchange is understanding.
Exchange is unbelievable.
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Exchange is something you will never forget, something that will always be a part of you. It is something no one back at home will ever truly understand.
Exchange is growing up, realizing that everybody is the same, no matter where they’re from. That there is great people and douche bags everywhere. And that it only depends on you how good or bad your day is going to be. Or the whole year.
And it is realizing that you can be on your own, that you are an independent person. Finally. And it’s trying to explain that to your parents.
Exchange is dancing in the rain for no reason, crying without a reason, laughing at the same time. It’s a turmoil of every emotion possible.
Exchange is everything. And exchange is something you can’t understand unless you’ve been through it !

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E' arrivato il PRIMO VIDEO BLOG!

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