does this count?

hi
so im obvi terrible at consistent blogging
and i semi give up
but
i did make a VLOG to make up for it
so

http://youtu.be/DOevlUEtc2g

it's unlisted
but im posting the link on a public blog
so that's counterproductive

made it for mother mostly
so there are some direct me to mother dialogue
but that can be ignored

this is all the footage from august- present day (october)
and it totals to 10 mins.
solid.

emmeline is not a fan of the music
tbh the music choice was almost completely random
but nothing is ever completely random

i am on a lot of cold medication
so that should explain some things

Reasons Why I Cannot Date Danish Men

I've been slacking on blogging, and its because I've already fallen into routine here (the little things are less exciting now). And everything will probably be out of order, but who cares.

**I have based this off of the data I have collected from copious people watching, multiple late night adventures, casual small talk with strangers, and Nina who teaches my Danish Language and Culture class**

***Disclaimer- this is 150% subjective. ***

- Their sense of humor: it's too dark and ironic. Like everything else here, it is wayy too sophisticated for my taste. It's also just too difficult to distinguish when people are trying to joke versus when they are not and I don't have time (or desire) to try to figure it out.

- They dress better than I do most of the time: the pressure to be well-dressed all the time is too overwhelming.

- TALL: height difference is unreal (and inaccessible). The cobble stones make it impossible for a girl to wear heels in public, so that's not even an option.

- I am a lightweight: my inability to hold my alcohol will have me a fool at a proper dinner, as people drink alcohol in place of water at every meal. (Unfortunately, I have already been here done this.)

- Pronouncing names: Despite the Danish origins of my names (Annette and Annie), I cannot correctly pronounce a single Danish name. Case in point- I called a guest lecturer "olay" because his name was spelled "Ole" and he made a scary face at me.

- Remembering names: this might have something to do with the fact that I can't pronounce any of them, but I can't remember any names either.

-Dutch pay: Apparently, because of the strong sense of equality and independence, the check is always split in half. But sometimes (most of the time) I like being bought things.

-Age: People ranging from ages 14 to 45 all look like they're in their mid-20's.

Mailing Address

Please do not send dangerous things.
And don't make me pay customs' tax.

Na Eun (Annette) Kim
c/o Danish Institute for Study Abroad
Vestergade 7
DK- 1456 Copenhagen K
Denmark

Double Post (shoot me)

Torvehallerne KBH market

One of THREE cheese stands in Torvehallerne <3

This could totally qualify as a #puddlegram. 

Breakfast. Everyday.

it's too late for first impressions

I totally meant to make a first impressions post, but I forgot.
Ergo, I made a list instead.

1. Copenhagen is so clean.
2. Even I (who knows nothing about anything) can tell that the architecture here is unreal/too amazing.
3. Apparently in Denmark they sell slices of chocolate for bread. Think cheese slices, but chocolate.
4. Tofu comes in jars.
5. Hej (pronounced "hi") means hello and hej-hej (pronounced "hi-hi") means bye.
6. Never leave your house without proper rain gear; even if it looks deceivingly sunny.
7. Garbage is separated into 8 categories and CCTV makes sure you separate them correctly.
8. It is quite difficult to walk long distances on cobblestone.
9. Pastries are amazing and readily available everywhere (including 7-11).
10. The beautiful Danish people rumor was not false.
11. 24-hour conductor-less metro might be the best thing here.
12. I have already had 2 near death collisions with bike traffic.
13. Everybody waits behind the curb at a pedestrian red light.
14. I have already violated the j-walking law in front of the police (old habits die hard).
15. My clothes will always smell like cigarettes at the end of the day. Unavoidable.
16. Laundry machines dispense their own detergent and softener.

I'll continue this list later.

using all of my food stipend on this wonderful happy juice

no further comments.

slut = end

I made it through the first day!
Actually, JK. I woke up before midnight and started writing this, so the day is not over.

Highlights of the Day:

My bed sheets were labeled "tween", which I guess means the same thing in Danish as it does in English because they have multi colored hearts printed on them.

The USD to DKK conversion is too confusing for me to calculate in my head. I predict that I will be broke all too soon.

I had to buy plastic bags for my groceries. #SavePlanetEarth

I live right by a national park!

"I don't mean to cause panic, but NEVER walk in the park alone at night because *whispers* there have been rapes and murders..."

Pizza is UNIVERSAL (I had pizza for dinner).

My RA just posted "slut!" in our Facebook group, and google translate tells me it means "end".

How does one pronounce Kollegium like a Dane?

There's only a week left before I fly out to spend 5 months in a new country.

OH MY SHIT how do i pack for this?

My kollegium (the dorm-y thing I have been assigned to live in) is on an island.
I'd basically be stranded alone on an island. But, hey! At least it looks really cool on Google Earth!

Copen- hey you ;)

("Copenhanging Out" title creds to Jennifer)

After a stream of unsuccessful Copenhagen/Danish/Denmark puns, I finally made my study abroad blog (Copenhaguess where I am going)!
My thoughts are too incoherent for anybody to follow along, but it'd be nice for me to keep somewhat of a record of my semester abroad.
Flying out exactly 1 month from today!!
(I purposely waited until midnight to post this)
Stay tuned for my future adventures in the capital of the happiest country in the world.