I dag er min fodselsdag! Haha. Today's my birthday and I was sung to in the morning with danish flags everywhere. It was sweet and wonderful. I sat around this beautiful house too long and missed my train. I meandered through the yellow block housing where all the merchants used to live.... went into an old church. Then decided that it aws time to get my ass to class.. When I came into they all proceeded to sing the danish birthday song. I think I like singing the song better than being sung to.
During class I mostly just do my own studying. Today I read all about 'familien Hansen,' and felt that this textbook was a little too personal. At least I know how to say I got the hots for someone now. I found the scanner at my school yesterday and soon there will be amusing looking pictures of danish people drinking beer up here. I will also probably post some of my scrapbook pages... tuborg labels, store reciepts, japanese writing... all of it.
At school there were about 100 more non-rotary students today. The majority of the girls had the head shawls that Muslim women wear. And I thought about how different that was from the Danish women in society. These people were going to this school because they needed Danish to get jobs here. Because at home it was so much harder. So I am thinking god damn! Little me and my grammer books.