Just a Lidl busy

”Ehh, how do I do this?”, “Just a minute”, “Let me ask my colleague”. All sentences I’ve asked a lot lately. I’ve started a new job. When you live the glamorous high school life, you need a just as glamorous job like mine in Lidl (or you could just have a sugar daddy).  And I feel pretty glamorous in my work clothes as well.

But then I can save up money and go buy a lot of clothes in the US hopefully. Forever 21, how I miss you! I hope I can come back over summer. It might seem like a little far out in the future, but the truth is that time goes by sooo fast. I keep myself busy. This week is worse than usual. The bare thought of it makes me look forward to this time next week. Not because it’s not good things I’m up too, there’s just so much to get done.

Today I’m in school until 4.45 pm, before I’ll have to hurry home because I’m hosting a Halloween party for some exchange students.

Wednesday I have an appointment with an acupuncturist. If I survive my fear of needles I’ll have to go to work from 4-9.30 pm afterwards.

I can’t wait until Thursday. We’re going to the Bruno Mars concert! Can you spell supertastic-crazy-awesome-great?

On Friday I’m going to an YFU-weekend training course for volunteers.

The course doesn’t actually end until Sunday, but I have to leave Saturday, before the party, because I’m going home to another party. One of my good friends is turning 18.

The biggest reason I have to leave before time, is because my it’s my little sister’s big day on Sunday. It’s her confirmation and the whole family is coming over (and I’m going to church for the first time since I came home this summer). If someone would write my speech I wouldn’t mind it, and while you were at it, maybe do my homework and help my mother clean the house? I would be forever thankful!

I don’t understand how my mother and other grown-ups ever have time to sleep! I feel busy, and I don’t have to manage a full time job, paying bills, picking up kids, cooking, cleaning and whatever else those over humans manage to do in a 24 hour period. I think I’ll just stick to my job in a grocery shop for now.

 See you in Lidl!

Nature is meditation

And I’m back to the civilized world! Internet my dear friend! I’ve been on internet rehab aka family vacation to Sweden. I might have a bit of an addiction… I love my Internet, but here is what makes me the happiest. A top four (I couldn’t limit myself to 3 – chocolate is kinda in its own category) in random order.

·         Chocolate

·         Meeting new people

·         Travel

·         Looove

So based on these criterions how good was my fall break?

Sweden has sooo much candy! It’s crazy! Godis (Candy you mix yourself) is everywhere. So tempting! Definitely, can check of my chocolate need.

Meeting new people? Well, there are not a lot of people out in the middle of the woods. I think I scared the ones that might have been, when we used the sauna by jumping around in bikini in puddles. Oh well, you know what they say; no church in the wild and no other fun then what you create yourself. I managed to talk to some German fishers though, but they only talked German. Do I have to mention it was a short conversation? I sure did meet and talk to some people I never would have otherwise.

Sweden might not be further from Denmark, than Kentucky to Tennessee, but it’s still another country, so I guess it counts as a travel.

I’ll have to admit I didn’t meet the love of my life, but you can’t have it all. A lot of love to my family though.

And then probably what filled the most; peace. I’m usually not very good to just sit back and relax at home, but in the middle of the Swedish nature, you can’t really fight it. Walks in the woods, sailing on the lake, sauna, puzzles and books completed my fall break. No make up and rubber boots all day!

A very happy birthday

17! I feel totally different now! Or not at all… 17 is really just an in between year. Another step on the way to turning 18 and being able to vote, drive and go clubbing… Just another year!

It was not going to stop me from having a good day though! I had a great time starting out with my family waking me up by singing, all my friends’ birthday wishes in school and Rikke coming to visit afterwards. My diet was not on, and I ate enough chocolate, cake and candy to cover my needs for the rest of the year. All in all just a cantastic time, even though I was on crutches after jamming my foot the day before. I was a little too determined to win that Ultimate game. There’s just something about my birthday; somebody has to get hurt. Last year S broke her arms, this year it was my turn. Maybe it’s just a way to overcome the misfortune of the year at once….

I feel pretty lucky at the moment anyways… I got rid of the crutches, fall break just started and I’m heading for Sweden and a whole week of relaxing!

Thanks for all the birthday wishes and have a great week – I’m planning on it J

Going to the Hot Houses

Public transportation is a great thing. No doubt. I can go anywhere I want to and don't have to rely on others or my bike. Just get yourself to the nearest station and you can go just about anywhere. The problem, though, is that there might be a train for anywhere but it doesn't go anytime. So now I'm stuck on Copenhagen Central Station, because it'll be 30 min until the next train to Hedehusene. Hedehusene doesn't have an English name, but the direct translation would be "The Hot Houses". We sure do have the best names in Danish - kinda sounds like a village of saunas. Might be why it's so small... And the reason it's so rare that trains stop there...

So why am i going to such tiny place? I'm going to bake an eye cake. By that I don't mean a cake where you just paint an eye on top of the glace or some cheating like that. No we're going to bake a cake that contains all the different parts of the eye, like the lens, cornea and pupil. I promise to take a picture!

Well, I guess the good thing about waiting is that I have to post to my blog... My train is finally here. Today it's actually here on time... Not always the case. Sometimes I wonder if the name of the train company, DSB, actually stands for Don't Stop Believing. You never know today might be the day with no delay ;-)