Denmark

This time in english...

eh... it's amazing how fast everything is going to the end... I'm so surprised that it is almost over. This time I spent abroad was so, so incredible that I want to try similar experiance again. In this case that it seems to be the end soon I start to feel so bad. I don't want to leave Denmark now. The place where connects me so much great and insane memories but on the other hand it is really hard to live far away from home and the old good friend as well. You cannot split up with your past, you're staying keep in touch with your familiy and friends. Although it is difficult... yes... new life, new friend, less time, more parties, difficulties with language... yeah... but still... there is something what you're waiting for see it agian... home, sweet home! 

After this whole semester a few issues are sure... I know that life in Denmark has better quality but not in all cases... they don't have so good food as we have.... yes, yes... I miss some stuff (!); international people sometimes have strange behaviour but in general everyone is open minded. It is so cool. I think everything depends on culture and habits.

The funny thing is that you have to introduce yourself all the time you go somewhere, say something about your country, place where you live, what you study etc. The first two weeks were really difficult to recognize what you can do, how everything works and mainly because you have to use another language. That's the point.... language... Now it seems to be easier than at the beginning... wow... it was extremly stressful to say something... because mistakes were in every sentence you said and lack of vocabulary was horrible... but after a few weeks it was completly natural to say something and feel that you can manage a normal conversation about EVERYTHING and you still know what to say because you can hear english almost 24h... The best thing is that noone cares about your mistakes.... when you realize that  then you can be sure that you will start just talk to people without thinking how to say it. It starts to be natural to say in english... even during your dreams... yes... yes... i'm crazy... i'm talking in english DURING sleeping... I wasn't conscious I did it until my roommate said me about it... buuut... in that point I have to say... I don't speek english grammatically correct. I mix up tenses and order of sentence... but after this whole semester I think it is not so important. The most important thing is to be able to talk to people and be understandable. That's the reason why Denmark was my choice. Here EVERYONE is able to speak in english, the old people as well as the young one. It's amazing.

Most people have no idea how interesting and exciting is spend time in multicultural enviroment even if sometimes some differences appear... even if sometimes you don't understand others so well as they expect from you... trust me... it is big challenge but it is worth to go abroad and face to all those difficulties... later on it becomes so fucking good memory and you want to stay longer and longer... but... it's time to leave and you cannot imagin how sad is say "goodbye"... aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

I don't care if this post is written in good english style or not... now I have all this things in my head... I'm thinking in english, I'm talking in english and I'm dreaming in english as well... it becomes paranoia... 
I have still (less than) 3weeks to enjoy my staying here... so... later on I will come back into PL style...