Wednesday, July 28
OK, so I lied, that wasn't my last post. But I finally remembered Euro 2004, even though the last game was on the first of July. Greece won--Denmark didn't even make the semi-finals.
I've talked with my school counselor, and good news! I get to graduate with my class of 2005, despite my Year of Slacking! Most seniors get to enjoy a couple free periods, while I still have to take on a full schedule. I don't mind--I'm looking forward to Am. Law and Am. Government. I brought a lot of references back home from Denmark, including letters from my English, P.E., and Drama professors. I also had a certificate stating that I had accumulated 72 hours of Danish language school, plus a letter from my headmaster proving that I attended normal Danish school. My counselor was very impressed with all of these, and he said that they helped tremendously. Yay!
My parents suggested that I might also get some credit for this here blog, if I printed it out and submitted it. That might be cool ...
I really, really miss Denmark. I've kept in contact with my first host sister, Katrine, and her family, but other than that, there's no one I can practice my Danish with (besides Ang and Jill). I visited my Rotary Club (it was heavenly having it in English), and I met a man who also spent a year in Denmark during high school. I asked if he remembered any of his Danish, and he screwed up his face, trying to remember. "Bager kager," he said after a moment. I stared at him, then replied "bake cakes?" He looked pretty proud of himself for remembering that much, so I didn't press him any further. But I sure hope my Danish stays with me longer than his did.
Ang, Jill and I all call each other frequently, at least one a week. We all miss each other a lot. Once I get a job and earn some money, I'm so on a plane to Chicago or Oregon. It's great to speak some Danish with them, too. Chia Ling and I email, and I recently received a birthday package from her. She sent me some Taiwanese silk ballet flats, which I love. She had some beige ones in Denmark, and she knew I really liked them, and it was sweet of her to remember!
One of my close friends, Micah, is leaving on foreign exchange to Norway next week. He seems really excited. I remember when there was only a week left until my own departure ... I can't believe that was a year ago.
I've talked with my school counselor, and good news! I get to graduate with my class of 2005, despite my Year of Slacking! Most seniors get to enjoy a couple free periods, while I still have to take on a full schedule. I don't mind--I'm looking forward to Am. Law and Am. Government. I brought a lot of references back home from Denmark, including letters from my English, P.E., and Drama professors. I also had a certificate stating that I had accumulated 72 hours of Danish language school, plus a letter from my headmaster proving that I attended normal Danish school. My counselor was very impressed with all of these, and he said that they helped tremendously. Yay!
My parents suggested that I might also get some credit for this here blog, if I printed it out and submitted it. That might be cool ...
I really, really miss Denmark. I've kept in contact with my first host sister, Katrine, and her family, but other than that, there's no one I can practice my Danish with (besides Ang and Jill). I visited my Rotary Club (it was heavenly having it in English), and I met a man who also spent a year in Denmark during high school. I asked if he remembered any of his Danish, and he screwed up his face, trying to remember. "Bager kager," he said after a moment. I stared at him, then replied "bake cakes?" He looked pretty proud of himself for remembering that much, so I didn't press him any further. But I sure hope my Danish stays with me longer than his did.
Ang, Jill and I all call each other frequently, at least one a week. We all miss each other a lot. Once I get a job and earn some money, I'm so on a plane to Chicago or Oregon. It's great to speak some Danish with them, too. Chia Ling and I email, and I recently received a birthday package from her. She sent me some Taiwanese silk ballet flats, which I love. She had some beige ones in Denmark, and she knew I really liked them, and it was sweet of her to remember!
One of my close friends, Micah, is leaving on foreign exchange to Norway next week. He seems really excited. I remember when there was only a week left until my own departure ... I can't believe that was a year ago.
Monday, July 12
Well, everyone, I finally returned. But this shall be my last blog, methinks. Seriously, while life over there in Denmark was exciting and eventful and interesting to read, my life over here ... well, isn't. Have fun, guys.
Thursday, July 1
Happy Birthday to ME! Yay! Sweet seventeen! And oh, how sweet it is!
It's nice to be home. To be home and to have no plans or deadlines or planes to catch. The only thing on my immediate to-do list is to call people and invite them to my barbeque. I'm having a good ol' Fourth of July (+ birthday) BBQ tomorrow in the early evening. Everyone welcome! Bring a side dish and/or salad!
I talked to Ang on the phone in Orlando, when our flight was two hours delayed. While it's really awesome to be home, it totally sucks to not be able to see her whenever I want. Her and Jill and Chia Ling.
Disney World and the beach were a ton of fun, but it was really, really hot. We were only in Disneyland for ten minutes and my sisters were asking how long we were staying! Still, I highly recommend the Tower of Terror in MGM Studios, Mission Space at Epcot, the Kilimanjaro's Safari ride in Animal Kingdom, and, of course, the Jungle Cruise and Splash Mountain in Magic Kingdom. Minnie Mouse says hello! We also visited a water park in the area called Blizzard Beach, which was a great way to beat the heat! My sister was in two events (single freestyle and pairs freestyle), and although she didn't place, she did a great job and had fun at it. After spending a week at the resort, we drove to Clearwater on the Gulf of Mexico, where we had rented a beach house for two days. I was attacked by sea gulls at the beach when I tried to eat my ham sandwich. Evil birds. But other than that, it was so great!
