NY BLOG!

Har lavet en blog på tumblr i stedet for her :-)
- der kan man nemlig poste fra mobilen (og så er der også lidt stemningsmusik haha)

kommer nok ikke til at poste mere på denne her blog. Kun på facebook og tumblr!

http://udveksling.tumblr.com

55 dage tilbage! :-)

Last day of school

Endelig havde jeg sidste skoledag! Jeg sov sammen med Sarah, så vi kunne gøre os klar sammen om morgenen. På skolen havde vi show kl kvart over otte, hvor der blev lavet konkurrencer med lærerene osv. Bagefter skulle tiende og niende årgang spise sandwich sammen i den lille gymnastiksal, hvorefter vi alle sammen tog bussen til fårup. Det var helt vildt hyggeligt :-) vi kom hjem mellem 18-19 tiden, hvor jeg skulle gøre mig klar sammen med Sille til om aftenen - shit vi havde travlt! Festen startede nemlig allerede kl 19:30!!! Men vi nåede det! Rimelig godt gået :-) Jeg ligger desværre ikke billeder ind fra festen, da de er ret "vilde" i tilfælde af, at min værtsfamilie finder bloggen! Sluttede dog festen af med at brække mig et par gange, hvilket vist beskriver aftenen/natten godt. Lørdag stod Sille og jeg op halv ti, hvor vi cyklede hjem til Rasmus for at hente min mobil, som jeg ikke lige havde fået med hjem, hehe. Bagefter cyklede vi hjem til Fie og snakkede lidt med hende, og til sidst tog vi ind på McDonald's! :) Derefter skulle min far og jeg til KBH kl halv fem, fordi jeg skulle til informationsmøde her igår, hvilket gik super godt :-) Kan snart ikke vente længere!! Regner med at tage afsted d. 17 august eller deromkring :) 

Lang tid siden jeg har skrevet! Jeg skriver gennemsnitligt flere gange om ugen enten med Caley eller Mary. Jeg har også fået skrevet meget med ham tyskeren, der skal gå på min high school:-) Har fundet ud af, at han skal være "værtsbror" med ham kineseren :-D Vildt spændende! Men jeg er faktisk begyndt at snapchatte dagligt med Caley, hun virker helt vildt sød! Og så er det forresten snyd, at de allerede har fået sommerferie, når jeg sidder her og skal op i fem mundtlige fag!!! De obligatoriske, matematik og historie.. hvad sker der for, at det er de mest nedern fag af alle??!?! Vi fik dog stadig lov til at prøve biologitesten for i år uden advarsel - og jeg fik endda næsten 12. Rimelig godt gået af mig, siden jeg plejer at få 7 i årskarakterene, men desværre tæller testen ikke for noget. Vores lærer vil bare sammenligne os med b klassen, der skulle op i den :-) Men nu har jeg endelig fået skrevet alt mit engelsk, der handler om Woodstock festivalen.. det varer bare 7 minutter, så jeg skal have det ned på 5 :-( !!! Og jeg er næsten færdig med at skrive alt mit dansk, jeg mangler bare lidt perspektivering og lidt hist og pist. Så i næste uge går jeg igang med at øve på dansk og engelsk samtidig med at jeg læser op til engelsk og historie. Og når så læseferien begynder, starter jeg med at repetere fysik/kemi og måske også en lille smule matematik(den prøve jeg egentlig er mest ligeglad med), imens jeg læser det, jeg mangler i historie og engelsk :-). Og oveni alt der her skal der også tænkes på sidste skoledag - udklædning, fest om aftenen osv... Skal være klædt ud som gudinde sammen med Sille, Sarah og Svelle, hvilket egentlig bare er en hvid kjole, massere af glimmer, krøller, guldbånd, krans og sådan noget.. Men har stadig ingen idé om, hvad jeg skal købe til om aftenen! Vores tema er "galla", men jeg gider bare slet ikke købe en kjole, så prøver at finde på noget andet festligt, som jeg kan købe... Derfor smutter jeg ind til byen med Nanna her imorgen :-) og nå jo, skal forresten også have købt tøj til dimission, men tror godt jeg ved, hvad jeg skal købe dertil ;-)

Det var egentlig bare lige en hurtig opdatering.

byyyye. :-)

Exchange is....

" 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. 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. People who actually talk to you. Those people who know your name, even though you have never met them.
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 . It’s trying to be nice all the time. It’s BUGS. 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.



Exchange is not a year in your life. It’s a life in one year.



Exchange is nothing like you expected it to be, and everything you wanted it to be.



Exchange is the best year of your life so far. Without a doubt. And it’s also the worst. Without a doubt.

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 ! "

Andet kamera..

Fik pengene tilbage for det kamera, som jeg fik i fødselsdagsgave.. Derfor har jeg nu fået købt det, som jeg altid har ville have.. Canon sx260 HS.... og så er det lige 1000 kr billigere! :)

Her er et bare billeder jeg lige har taget med det:

De her billeder er så taget næsten helt zoomet ind! Det har nemlig 20x optical zoom! :)

Birthday and camera??

Yayy så har jeg fødselsdag i dag! 16 år :-) :-) 

Fik dette Canon S110 af mine forældre... eller jeg var selv med ude at købe det igår! Eftersom de ikke havde det kamera, som jeg gerne ville have (canon sx260), spurgte vi ham sælgeren, hvilket et der så kunne være godt.. og det her var så, hvad han anbefalede. SKOD!! Vil virkelig gerne have det byttet, synes slet ikke farverne er særlig pæne(ser syg ud på alle billeder, da farverne er helt grønne/gule i kontrasten.. foretrækker mere lyse og naturlige farver!).. og desuden er det vildt indviklet! Kan ikke finde ud af, hvordan man ser optagelserne, hvordan man sletter billeder OSV. Virkelig dårligt kamera i forhold til, at det kostede 3000 kr!!!! Kan ikke anbefales.