Worst ”party” ever!

One thing I have learned through my travel in USA (Seattle) is that they are very friendly and simply loves to Smalltalk, jah it can be very nice to have this very superficial conversation when you are sitting in a bus, but I hate that every time I goes into a shop some salesman or women has to ask me “How are you”... like you couldn’t care less but yet I think the “Hi” or Hello” nock that you sometimes get is very nice.

But back to the Headline, you are probably wondering what I mean (except if you have read about it in one of the others blog) last Friday almost everybody from the class went to the Halloween “party“ I put the word party in inverted commas because this might have been the most boring party/gathering in the history of mankind. I think when the EU- decided whether to crooked cucumber was allowed to sell or not.(Yes they have discussed it down in Brussels)

The most exciting part of the whole party was when the fire alarm went off because of too much from the smoke machine and that they hadn’t disengaged the smoke detector. But else was it just a bunch of Asian dudes running around the place and a lot of Jack D on the rock... ohh thats right it was mug-beer on the rocks yukky.

So the second thing I have learned is Miley Cyrus party in the USA yearh right in your dreams

So to get over my sorrows the next day me and some of the boys and girls went to downtown to get a little boat trip around  Seattle, which was very Hyggeligt for lack of a better expression but not a big mind blowing scenery but pretty fun.

Today Sunday me and my host-dad and my Chinese Hong-kong dude went hunting ;) at a reservation that was very nice and I got a brand new trophy for the wall J and after that we went to an American country buffet. I’m so full puhaa!


Ohh yearh I have also bought a book a very nasty one AMERICAN PSYCHO uhh it's disgusting

Oestrogen in the air??

                           My super hot new boots, yet with others shoelace's

So far through this land of confusion I’ve notice that ever since I came to this land USA, on some kind of magical way I have development some typical female characteristic, first of all I have developed the collectors-gen or what you call it, in my room suddenly I had like four or five bus schedules maybe it’s just because I’m all ways forgetting mine at home but second I have gone berserk on the shopping part, but I still got a little bit of testosterone in me so I’m going to call it clothes hunting J

But so far I’ve bought some really awesome clothes: some really nice leather boots, a pair of nice jeans (by the way Levi’s is incredible cheap) t-shirt and a super smart shirt. But I have to have my testosterone level balanced so I have begun to do some home exercises so soon I will be able to do one hundred push ups... Awesome! ! ! 

Coming to America.

It all started at 5.15 in the morning, the alarm clock started bibbing even though I just wanted to sleep I got up. We were leaving Herning train station. 6.17. When we finally had got our luggage in the train I opened a big bag salt fish liquorice, but I was soon going to regret doing so.

 After a 3 hour ride we arrived at the Copenhagen airport Kastrup. There were all the “standard” procedure, no guns, no handguns no nothing  when we finally got on the plan to Iceland where we should touchdown. It started I suddenly had a lot of flatulence, I had it for the rest of the flight, so It’s true that you learn something every day, that day was it keep low on the liquorice when you have to travel for a longer time J