It's been a really long time and it's because A LOT has gone on. To be honest, I don't always feel like sharing. It's something that isn't as simple as writing a paragraph on the internet and expecting everyone who reads this to understand what I'm talking about. Things have to be private sometimes because some memories I want to keep to myself. Hopefully, that doesn't offend anyone out there. It's hard to explain but then again I don't think justifying myself would make the situation any better. I'm not depressed or mean to sound like a total ignorant b**** but this means that I might not update for a month. I know when I'm in the right mood to update my blog and I want them to sound good and enjoyable for people, not when I'm in a confused mood and writing nonsense just because someone said "update Alex'. I have actually attempted to update over the past few weeks but I started and didn't finish.

ANYWAY, let's talk about the major events that have occurred.

I'VE MOVED HOST FAMILIES! After much hassle and complicated nonsense I am now living with a beautiful girl from my class. My new family is absolutely amazing and I can't believe I haven't been living here the whole time. I'm looking forward to the next 8 months. I haven't even been here for 2 weeks and I already feel more accepted than I have in the last 3 months. I now have a younger sister, (Solvej. Danish translation is sun road) an older sister (Liv, which means life in Danish) and an older brother (called Aske or Ash if you translated it). Now, we are a family of 6 and I can't thank these people any more for what they've done for me. Can you imagine just taking in a girl you hardly know just to help her? Grateful is an understatement. My little sister helps me learn Danish, my older sister lets me make fun of her facial expressions and my older brother is working with me to defeat everyone on Just Dance 2. So, I have a family again and I can be myself. It's so nice to be surrounded by people who have a personality. That does sound harsh to my other host family though. So Alex, what actually happened to the other family? Well to put it simply, it wasn't working out. At the moment I'm a bit angry about the last 3 months family wise. I feel like my time has been wasted and its time I can't get back. It has also made me angry about my Danish because I promised myself to be so much better at this point. Though I've moved on and there really is not point dwelling on the past. I am happy and know I'm going to make an impact on these people's lives whether it's positive or not. People notice I exist. It's like stepping back at taking a look on what was actually going on. You couldn't really see how bad it is until you've experienced something else. It's made me stronger and more mature and yeah. All the cheesy life pondering type stuff you know. Stuff you don't really care about unless it's happening to you. So all in all, family is fantastic!

FESTS! Party, party, party. The last month has been extremely kind socially. A party nearly every week and oh my it's fun. I haven't lost control, I assure you. I would simply say I'm adjusting to the Danish lifestyle. Et hundrede bajere right? Sadly for all you people back home, you won't start finding incriminating photos of me on facebook as happy as that would make you. Trust remember. Trust. It should still be there. Hidden behind your wishes for me to have spiralled out of control I'm sure. The school party definitely had some good memories and many quotable things some tipsy friends mentioned to me.

Ever since moving to my new family it's felt like I've never ever slept in my life. I find myself sleeping for 30mins or an hour nearly every day. I apologise since my real family know what I'm like when I wake up. I started mentioning guns while holding a knife making dinner and asked my little sister if it was the morning when she woke me up for dinner. Maybe I should blame my older brother simple because I can now and because we talk too much. Mwahahaha. No No, I like talking with people. People WANT to talk to me now.

STEPH might be coming to Copenhagen this month. Oh my gosh the excitement can't be contained!!!!! For those who don't know, she is my slightly crazy other half (best friend) from down under who I can't wait to physically see after 5 months. Don't let me down girlfriend, this should and will happen. Be good to your mother. Please.

So Alex, how is your love life? Pah-lease, I have no idea. You think you know but then you don't and then you are just left there alone wanting to hit people in the face with a bag of bananas. Catch my drift? Either way, you're left disappointed and like one of those whiny girls constantly wanting a boyfriend. Whatever. It's alright, the only thing I've learnt from it is that it can just leave you feeling a little less special. Knowing that it really doesn't take that much for someone to go "she's really not worth the time" but oh god I'm really sounding sappy now. Nothing significant has happened I assure you. Certainly haven't had any Adele experiences where I'm ready to write a whole Grammy award winning album about some guy who I once dated. Though I know someone would ask and I'm dishing it out. Not really, I constantly contradict myself here. Next topic?

The sun has started shining in Denmark and it's so f&^%ing wonderful. You can actually sit outside during the breaks and be adventurous enough to wear something other than jeans and a long sleeved top. Showing some ankle. Danish fashion sense continues to amaze me. Respect man respect. No underpants wearing girls here. Nuh-uh. On a rare occasion I even fall asleep in the sun and can feel it's affect on me. For a slight moment I forget I'm in a foreign country and remember sleeping on the sand at the beach paranoid about getting skin cancer but not proactive enough to put on sun-screen.

MGP. A competition all first grade classes have to compete in to win a good couch to sit on the next school year. Our song was about a fat, smelly, girl loving pirate. Quite entertaining. Sadly, we didn't win or crack the top three but it was pretty fun. The class who sang about a blue fish won. Who would have guessed? I played the tenor saxophone for the first time in 5 months and it felt so good. Everyone was dressed up as pirates and we had 4 minutes of fame in front of the school. I was totally shocked with the production of this event since there were lights and this stage and smoke machines and it was completely crazy. Then everyone walked back to school to eat food and buy drinks from the stalls the second graders made. It was also the first night I was introduced to everyone in my new family. Lovely. Here's the link to the video since I was unaware we were actually being filmed but we were and now we're on YouTube. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNN8lMBaPwc

The 3 month crisis! Oh my gosh I thought I had completely avoided that situation but literally the next day I was like "what is this s%$t, why am I here, why the hell is this happening, what's wrong with me, yada yada yada" Then you try and look out for your other exchange student friends because you really don't want them to feel bad either but all of us have felt it a little. It's not all the time but generally when you're alone and have too much time to think. Also Bon Iver and his amazingly smart lyrics make you ponder life and your existence even more. It's all okay though, we're pulling through and it's just another hitch in the road. Things always get better, always.

How is Danish going? WELL, I have totally given up on Danish lessons since I can't take learning about apartments any longer before I jump out of the window. I realised I seem to understand quite a lot of what's going on and it shocks people sometimes. I'm not just laughing because I want to belong (mostly) I do get the jokes every now and then. It seems to be one of those things that when someone isn't directly speaking to me I am calm and can get the gist of the conversation. Though when someone directly speaks to me in Danish my brain freaks out and just hears aslkdjalksjdalsd. I just have to practise not being paranoid about it. My older brother has helped me learn new words as weird as they can be. The other day I met someone new from the Gymnasium and I unconfidently told them that I can understand Danish and so he spoke to me in Danish and I casually managed to have a conversation replying in English without spazzing out and looking like a deer in headlights. Slightly proud of myself.

That's not really a lot to cover a month but it's kind of the significant stuff.

I'm looking forward to being positive about everything, spending as much time as I can with my rock Kelsea before she leaves for her homeland again, beating my sister in Just Dance, not getting any fatter, (yes I had to mention that somewhere) playing the saxophone again, regaining a normal sleeping pattern, eating salad, feeling the sun on my face, getting the cats to love me and finding myself. Oh yes, there's a lot to do.

Goodbye for now, maybe for a month, maybe less I can't keep any promises. Hope I'm still interesting for you guys!

P.S now a hippy/folk music listener thanks to Bon Iver and Mumford & Songs. It's cray how much your music taste can change.

P.S.S. Congratulations to the Dark House for being a smarticle particle

P.S.S.S. To my family, I love you.