Goodbye Livejournal, Hello WordPress!
I have officially moved to WordPress. This is it. No more turning back. I’ve decided to move to WordPress for several reasons, which I’d rather keep to myself. So yeah. For the past month or so I’ve been thinking about moving, but then letting go of my LiveJournal was hard. Not only has it given me 230 hours of CAS but it pretty much got me through my life so far here in Denmark.
So let my first blog be something about Denmark.
Even though I am Danish, my dad is Danish, I have a Danish passport.. I don’t feel Danish at all. The move to Denmark was big. First of all, I can’t speak the language, I don’t know much about their culture, plus I will have full on independence.. I HAVE NO ONE TO WATCH OVER ME. This I abused for the first couple of months, it took a while for me to learn how to live by myself. Have boundaries, do my own laundry, voluntarily do my homework, study, manage money, in other words be responsible. It never really hit me until I found myself in the police station trying to get a new passport. It was weird because usually I’d never have to do this. My parents are always there to help me, all I have to do was sign the paper and viola! Passport.
It started to sink in even more when I went to the dentist by myself, the doctor, the pharmacy, calibrating my birthday without my parents. The worst was when I got sick. It was really lonely. No one was there to take care of me or pat my head, rub my tummy. I had to deal with it myself. Even when I threw up, no one was there to pull my hair back (so you could just imagine the mess).
However there are good thing. Other than learning to become more responsible, after trial and error with the laundry (black, white, or colored), living with no money for weeks. I have to honestly say that my relationship to my family became better. Back at home I’ve never really appreciated my parents or my brother than much. My mom and I got into fights, especially about the whole curfew issue. But now, since I only get to see them twice a year, it’s gotten better. I’ve learn to tell them “I love you” and there are less fights going on. and yeah, as much as I want to go back home, I know that this is what is best for me and them.
I don’t really know where I’m going with this post. There is no moral or anything. Just saying, life here in Denmark has changed me (not just my alcohol tolerance) but there are things I’ve learn about myself and stuff that I’ve been curious about and of course met some awesome people. However, I don’t see myself living here for the rest of my life. After almost half my life moving around, I have this itch. I want to move! I want to see another country and experience a whole new culture. But yeah, the issue: money, money, money… 
oh well. that’s all for now, I think I already wrote too much.
