I think I have some things to say:

Every time I brush my hair stuff comes out, I hear it's something to do with the water.

My new bed faces the other way from what I'm used to so I roll into the wall when I try to get up in the middle of the night.

I'm not pulling out the zombie fashion thing. My vaguey crappy NZ clothes are good enough. Cheep H&M wins at life.

I don't like being with exchange students that much. By that I don't meen that I didn't like sweet chill times in Næstved. It's like having some really old good friends that you catch up with eveynow and then but then go on and continue with life. I like how life is in Kolding[Vuif].

It's crack up how teenagers buy carrots from the canteen for lunch etc. People buy fruit in this country.

My feet are going to be totally munted soon 'cause I insist on these shoes... at least the shoes are pretty.

I've gotten used to the foul tasting water. I hear that Danes are proud of their water but they don't realise that it tastes like piss.

I have Danish days, English days, and Danglish days. I'm a little confident that I'll be super before 8 months.

I don't take photos so much because I don't want to be the weirdo who take photes so much.

I'm in Vuif perminantly :). It's a tiny town out from nowhere which means that I'll have to go home kl03:00 alot. Danielle lives 10 minutes from her town center.

I don't know if I spelt center right. Center. Centre. Crap. It's centre eh?

This 'she speaks english' thing it's really happening any more.

School is for sleeping. I managed to have a dream in geography the other day.

Allen is a dickbag and I never manage to tell him what he wants to hear. He teaches basic gramar to a class who know better english than me.

I have no idea if what I'm writing is gramatically correct. I think that might be why I'm just typing lonely sentances instead of proper paragraphs. It's nothing.

My brain is deflating. I don't know how I'm gonna do uni when I get home.

I just noticed that there's a mouse pluged unto this laptop.

I need to eat more vegetables but there aren't many at home. I CAN BUY A CARROT AT SCHOOL.

AFS didn't tell me that I was going on a camp in two week time. I had to ask.

I think beer tastes nice.

I have to go to Berlin.

Facebook is everywhere.

My Nokia phone doesn't hae Nature Park.

That's all that I have to say. I'm super tired.

And even my slang is begining to change.

The end. Maybe a better blog later when my brain isn't so heavy.

Only old people like coffee. I miss the kiwi flat white.