Soon I can celebrate? my two months here in DK, yet I'm still wondering if I'm happier than I was in Prague. My posts may sound like I'm complaining and I hate it here so much, but I'm actually quite satisfied, happy in a way...But what I struggle with the most and most people who moved out from their parents know this for sure: living on your own.
I am still dependant on my parents of course. I don't have a job here (yet) and even if I'm trying to live an inexpensive life (which in Denmark means "normal" life in CZ), I still kind of struggle in terms of how much I can spend on this and that and so on. My parents are supportive and my mum of course wants me to eat, so if I start talking about how everything is expensive, she just shuts me down with: buy it and don't worry about it.
Another thing that I started hating the most is doing groceries. It takes me ages to get out of my room and go shopping even though my stomach is screaming for food. Especially when I'm a little sick or on my period, I tend to just stay in bed and wish I had someone to do my groceries for me- oh I miss my mum.
And when it comes to being sick- who will take care of me? I was used to live in a family full of doctors and nurses so I was always taken care of. Especially when I have tonsillitis every year and I suffer quite a lot. Who will make me chicken broth and make me tea? Nobody. Maybe it's a motivation to stay healthy and eat a lot of vitamin C!
But it all has it's perks. As a person who wants their own space- I have it now and that makes me happy. I learned to cook proper meals, I know how to wash my clothes (not that I didn't know that before but... now it's perfect), I have my own daily regime and I can manage my time better.
Of course I'm not planning to live alone for the rest of my life. Sharing a place to live is definitely better and you can avoid these hopeless moments when you feel like shit but you still need to get things done. Like me, right now, struggling to get on my bike and go to buy some goodies to Lidl.
have a nice weekend.
T.
10/24/2015
10/16/2015
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Since I'm waiting at Geneva airport at the moment, quite bored and really lonely, it's time for another post. My autumn holidays started last Friday after a horrible school trip. Why horrible? Well, it could have been amazing I'm sure and many people were excited to go, me on the other hand...not so much. The theme of the trip was teambuilding. Danes are used to work in teams all the time, practically since kindergarten so they wanted us, international students, to experience that in a holiday resort not far away from Herning.
The activities made me feel like I'm at a summer camp again; building a catapult in a pouring rain, walking blindfolded in a forrest and the best part making a raft out of wood and barrels that was supposed to take us to the middle of a lake and back. I'm not a person who enjoys this and when 7 members of our 9-member-group decided to boycott the whole programme and went to the swimming pool instead, I was even more pissed off since I paid horrifying 115,- euros for just 2 days...
Well everything horrible ends with things that are a bit more enjoyable I guess. In my case it was waking up at 5am on Sunday and going to visit Lyon after two months. Thanks to fucking German Wings they made my short trip even shorter by changing the date of my flight back to Friday instead of Saturday. But I enjoyed it. Well...mostly the time spent with my boyfriend. I don't know why but France makes me feel like an alien. People can speak English but after a while they kind of stop trying and rather have a conversation in French. But that's just a part of me being in love with a French guy. I guess I really need to learn more than "bonjour".
Now my trip is over. I will spend a night in Hamburg and try to explore it a little during the morning and then back to Herning again. At least I finally received my CPR and I can start looking for some job and stop being stressed about getting sick without a health insurance. Thanks god for free health care.
Have a nice weekend!
T.
The activities made me feel like I'm at a summer camp again; building a catapult in a pouring rain, walking blindfolded in a forrest and the best part making a raft out of wood and barrels that was supposed to take us to the middle of a lake and back. I'm not a person who enjoys this and when 7 members of our 9-member-group decided to boycott the whole programme and went to the swimming pool instead, I was even more pissed off since I paid horrifying 115,- euros for just 2 days...
Well everything horrible ends with things that are a bit more enjoyable I guess. In my case it was waking up at 5am on Sunday and going to visit Lyon after two months. Thanks to fucking German Wings they made my short trip even shorter by changing the date of my flight back to Friday instead of Saturday. But I enjoyed it. Well...mostly the time spent with my boyfriend. I don't know why but France makes me feel like an alien. People can speak English but after a while they kind of stop trying and rather have a conversation in French. But that's just a part of me being in love with a French guy. I guess I really need to learn more than "bonjour".
Now my trip is over. I will spend a night in Hamburg and try to explore it a little during the morning and then back to Herning again. At least I finally received my CPR and I can start looking for some job and stop being stressed about getting sick without a health insurance. Thanks god for free health care.
Have a nice weekend!
T.
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