Update on life

I am so sorry, I haven't posted in a while, I told you I would be bad at updating this, so really, I'm just staying true to my word. Lots has happened since my last post. So a small update on what has happened. We had a week long break two weeks ago, I believe. I was headed to Silkeborg for the holiday, and My host family was headed off to northern Germany. We brought my friend Haley along, and we spent the night at Mor Mors (Mothers mom) house in Odense, and her house was a castle. it even had a small tower with a spare room, that im pretty sure may have been the gateway to Narnia. The next day they put Haley and I on the train, and off we went. Some train rides are better than others. On the train ,you could be sitting comfortably in the seats by the window with your friend, and other times you could be waiting by the bathrooms with your suit case, because there is no seating, and there is a screaming child. Just be ready for anything. Haley and I made friends with a very lovely couple on the train, who we believe were teachers, but we weren't sure. She was singing some rap song and we started laughing, and that's how it all began. After two hours of train rides, we arrived, and I really needed to use the bathroom. Unfortantely bathrooms cost money at trainstations, and they just kept eating my money, so long story short, I went into the mens bathroom. And I proudly walked out, reeking of cigarettes and well, that normal bathroom smell. My friends were all standing there waiting for me when I walked out, and my friend Braden ran and bear hugged me, and that hug was one of my favorite parts of that trip. People here don't really hug a lot here, so when you do get a quality hug, its just amazing. The whole weekend was great, I bought a giant bag of candy, we watched scary movies, went out and ate at a Mongolian buffet, and made some good memories.

Other things that have happened; I went to a birthday party of one of my host families friends, and there, I met a scottish man, who has been living in Denmark for quite a while, and had quite a wonderful conversation about, well life, politics, religion, my future, and just about everything else. Its amazing how you can just have these amazing conversations with seemingly random people around the globe, and never meet again. We had never met before, yet we talked about more in that single conversation than I have with half the people back in the states. It just blows my mind some times. Also, half way through the party, half of us went upstairs to watch the premier of downton abbey(perks of living in Europe).

 My hosts dad's birthday party happened, and I helped serve food (three course meal), and I discovered, that unless you have the grace of a Russian ballerina, you should not be a waitress. Especially when you don't speak Danish, and can't say anything when you spill soup on someone. (In case you're wondering I'm about as graceful as walrus eating spaghetti) Yes that happened. I fled the scene quickly, but in case you forgot, there were three courses, and soup.... it was only the first course. So I  had to go back out there several more times. Awkward is an understatement.

I presented t my class, in Danish, about chaffing nipples. It was glorious. My class did this group project for a week and my group did our presentations on whether or not marathons are actually healthy in the long run(pun intended)  and one of the negative health factors, that I happily pointed out to them, is nipple chaffage. makes for a fun story(funny story, I thought nipple was spelled knipple for a long time. the silent k haunts me)

I had a hyggeligt girls night with my future host sister Astrid, and my friend Nadia, at Astrids house. we had a sleep over, and I introduced the to chocolate covered cookie dough truffles( they LOVED them) and we made a lovely dinner, and I showed them how to play Egyptian rat screw, which they also loved(they are both very aggressive) and we did face masks, and watched movies. classic girls night. Det war så hyggeligt.
Tuesday I skipped school and went to Roskilde with my host mom. I had my first Danish McDonalds, and they serve 9 chicken nuggets instead of ten. Way to be healthy Denmark. Afterwards we headed off to the Roskilde cathedral, where most of the old Kings and Queens are layed to rest. It left me in awe. So many grand tombs, made of marble and silver and gold, and it was just amazing. I love cathedrals.

Thursday, school was cancled because Parliament announced that they might be cutting Huge amounts funding, and we were encouraged to go to Copenhagen and protest the decision. I really wish I could of gone, because it was something I supported, and I think its good to experience stuf like this while you're young, but unfortunately, I wasn't able to attend.

On Friday, I went with my family to see the new james bond movie, and for all you poor americans waiting for it to be realased(this is aimed at my mother) Its not a disappointment. Bond movies are a Simple equation: Hot rugged james bond + expensive car chase+ exposion+bond girl*with an accent* +torture scene. everytime. Afterwards we went to a little Italian restaurant, and it was za best. Nice thing about being in Europe, the Italian food, is always authentic.

I also had a school party, which was a very fun event. IT was hawiian themed, and there was a rad dj and some great dancing,(not me, you all know how ''great'' I am at dancing), and at the end of the night something pretty magical happened to me, as some of you know, but that's not for this blog haha. If you really want to know just message me.

I also went to go see a very very boring documentary in Copenhagen with my class. ´We were let loose around Copenhagen, and it was really fun, I explored with Bibi and Jonas, and we went to the round tower in Copenhagen, which was quite fun, although my legs didn't enjoy the climb.  But the actual documentary was about four different peoples lives, and it didn't make any sense. and it was a in English, with English subtitles, so I am sure my class just loved it. but I had fun none the less.

Well that's a quick little update. Sorry aout the delay. My mom is putting together a Christmas package, and all I really want is letters, pictures and food. So if you feel like spreading some Christmas cheer all the way to Denmark, let her know. She also has my address, so if you really want to make an exchange student happy, you can get that from her. ¨Tomorrow I'm going to try and make my first vlog. That should be fun. Vi ses!

Copenhagen

The hardest part of blogging, is finding a way to start each blog post. So in saying that, I began my bog post and got that out of the way.(Nifty, am I right?) Well the past two weeks have been full of fun experiences and stories, that I am happy to share with you. Last weekend, I had a rotary get together with my district. We went to Kalundborg for the weekend and slept at the school. I had the chance to meet more exchange students from Australia and New Zealand. We went on a long bike ride along the coast, or as we called it, tour de Kalundborg.  For some reason, my bike was slower than the rest of the group, and I knew I was peddling just as fast as the others, and I thought it was just because I was just in the wrong gear or something. During the last kilometer, we discovered that I had a flat tire. THE ENTIRE TIME. I wasn't even mad though in the end, because I was just so greatful to de-tatch myself from that torture device that I guess some people call a bike "seat". Let's just say that bikes and I aren't really on friendly terms at the moment. We finished the bike ride off with a barbeque and a walk to the light house, it was beautiful, but I might have enjoyed it a bit more, if I could have stopped thinking about how I might never have children because of that bike seat. Moving on from that, later that night we had a suit and tie dinner with rotary, and they gave us punch with dry ice, and we all felt pretty cool, until we remembered we were at a party with a lot of Rotarians. After the dinner party, the Danish band move out came and gave us a concert. They were great, but it was awkward at times, because there was only about 40 of us, and when half of the exchange students trickle away from the dance, floor, it just gets uncomfortable. I never leave dance floors when there is a live band because I feel guilty. at one point there was literally only five of us on the dance floor. It was interesting. there is no way to hide what a bad dancer you are when there is only five of you. but the awkwardness doesn't stop there. There was a Danish song that they sang, where the chorus went "oooohhh ayyyyyy" and the lead singer would go to up to usand have us sing ooooohhhh ayyyy in the mic, and the lead singer came up to me and put that stupid mic up in my face, and the noise that came out of mouth could only be likend to a goat in labor with triplets. Following that was the awkward eye contact with the lead singer, as he tried processing the sound he just heard. I quickly escaped the dance floor, laughing like a crazy person. I'm not even embarrassed. I may have lost a little bit of my dignity on the dance floor, but I had fun doing it, and I made others laugh. No regrets.

On Wednesday, Bibi, Astrid and Nadia took me to the cafe to get a giant plate of these FANTASTIC fries. They eat fries with mayonnaise here, which I though would be weird, but it was actually delicious. I bought a bottle of Denmarks famous, Cocio, and chugged it, because why not. Apparently laughing when someone burps is universal, not just an American thing. Well, most of America, my mom never laughed when I burped. I wonder why. Anyways, after I chugged the chocolate milk, I began burping, which caused quite the fit of laughter among my friends. we legitimately laughed to the point of tears for about Ten minutes. The cafe employees were mocking us.
On Friday night I went to My rotary counselors house for dinner. She has two sons, a 21 year old, and a 17 year, and a 14 year old daughter. And the boys both had their girlfriends over, so it was a big group. It was super fun, because Pernilles family is really funny, and they loved teaching me to say....certain things..... we ate dinner and ice cream, and then we watched America's Funniest Home Videos, and they had put bowls full of Danish candy on the table for us to eat. Oh and then we watched a Danish police show, which as entertaining for e, because nothing bad ever really happens in Denmark. The crime rates are very low, so a lot of what the show consisted of was dorks on scooter going 30 kilometers faster than they were allowed. They have made plans to take me to Roskide, a big city with viking ships. Oh and tragic news about vikings, their helmets never actually had horns on them. My whole life is a lie.

Saturday, Bodil and I went on the train to København (Copenhagen) and explored. On the train, there was this older lady sitting in the seats next to us, and she just casually pulled out a cucumber, cutting board and knife (which was illegal) and just began chopping away. I thought she was just going to eat the cucumber, but oh no, she then pulled out cilantro, a head of lettuce, and a salad bowl. A BIG salad bowl. Grandmas can get away with anything. Anyways, we arrived in Copenhagen, and we took a taxi to Nyboder, the area where all of the famous colorful buildings are. We took an hour long tour in a boat through all the canals in Copenhagen. we saw the Opera house, many old, grand, European style churches, the queens home, and several other buildings. I have a deep love for European architecture. There is so much history in all of the old buildings here, that we simply don't have in the U.S. I have seen so many buildings and castles built from 1500-1850's, and I am constantly in awe. I'm kind of a history junkie, so that might be why I love it. After the boat tour, we explored the many, MANY streets of Copenhagen. I felt like I couldn't to cobblestone streets, because I was just floating along with the sea of people. We went into this mall, that only had designer brands, so the cheapest thing there was about 600 kroner. You would have to sell your firstborn child to buy a scarf there. I'm okay with my old navy and target brand clothing. Then we wandered from shop to shop, and I ended up spending 300 kroner on a hat. I don't know why, but I felt compelled to buy a hat for that much, but I did. I ate ''the Best burger'' for lunch at a famous restraunt in Nyhavn. I saw the Parliment building, and several statues. Copenhagen is a Beautiful city, and I would live there if I could. Well that it for now. comment Below if you have any questions (:

Next post I might talk a little bit about what it is like living in Europe during the refugee Crisis.

1 month

Hello everybody! I'm beginning to realize why so many exchange students struggle to keep up with their blog. So much happens, its so hard to keep track of. I'll start with last weekend. My host mom set a play date up for me and my host brother with some kids from Johannes shooting club, Anne and mads. They came over and we all ate cake in the garden, and then we drove the Quad around and gave them a tour of the property. I also learned to play a traditional Danish game called Kubb, and the object is to knock over wooden blocks with sticks. Then they stayed over for dinner, and we ate lamb. And then I had my first taste of the very traditional danish dessert, Rødgrød med flød (which also doubles as a tongue twister for English speakers).The next day my host mom took me to this viking museum, and showed me the sight where one of the largest viking halls in denmark was located, right on lake Tissø. Later that day Anne invited me to go to their family barbeque, and to the beach afterwards. I was confused why anyone would go swimming in the ocean so late, but as we all shuffled out of the car, I began to understand. It was sunset when we arrived, and it was so peaceful and beautiful. We all dived right into the very cold water (comparable to Oregon water) But swimming in the ocean in Denmark is a completely different experience from ''swimming'' at the beach in Oregon. There aren't waves and the water is crystal clear. So I was able to swim really far out, and enjoy the sunset as it dipped below the horizon. After we finished swimming we walked down the docks and looked at all of the sail boats. We headed back that night and I got home around 10:00, and I still had to pack because I was leaving for intro camp in bjerringborg at 8:00 the next morning.

Intro Camp
It was incredible. My week consisted of hanging out with exchange students from all over the world for a week, and experiencing Denmark. I had Danish lessons for 6 hours everyday. That seems like a lot, but actually it was nice to have a proper Danish, lesson, because so far, my Danish has all been self taught, so its very flawed. We had lots of workshops at night to keep us busy, for example there was a Michael Jackson choir, Phillipino stick fighting, Salsa workshop, yoga etc. etc. Oh and yes, I took part in the Philipino stick fighting. I have achieved my dream of becoming a ninja master. One night we had a concert, and the up and coming Danish rock band Velvet Volume played for us, and the last night we had a dance party. I look like a dying beluga whale when I dance, so thankfully my friends taught me a few moves. Oh and can I just say, South Americans will beat you in a dance off EVERY time. I don't care if you are Micheal Jacksons secret love child. South Americans, they can dance like nobodies business. Moving on from that, one day they let all 165 of us go to the local grocery to buy candy. I hate lines and competition when it comes to food, so I led the herd of exchange students to the store, and stayed ahead of the pack. I raced in and garabbed all the chocolate I could get find, and raced through the line. I ended up buying 118 kroner worth of chocolate. I regret nothing. The best part of intro camp was going to Århus, the second biggest city in Denmark. We went on a tour of the coolest museum I have ever been in, ARoS Art museum. It has Nine levels, and it is set up so that you are starting in hell, level 9 in the basement, and walking up to heaven, the rainbow window circle at the top, where you can see the city in all of the colors of the rainbow, and the view is incredible. In hell, there were these rooms with mirrors on all the walls, so you just see your self go on forever. It was pretty genius, at least in my opinion. There was also this statue of this child, squatting. I am about as tall as his knee. The boy looks so real and life like, its insane. I posted a picture on face book of the boy so you could see. If you want to look it up, search ''ARoS Dreng''. I think one of my favorite rooms in the museum was this fog room, with al the colors of the rainbow, but you would wander around the room not seeing anyone, even though they were three feet away from you. As you would walk into a different color of fog, you would be blind for a little bit while your eyes adjusted. I took a video of it but I realized all you see is color, so it would not be nearly as cool for someone to watch. I walked into the walls several times. If you ever find yourself in Denmark, I highly suggest you go to ARoS Kunstmuseum. After the museum,  my friends and I wandered down the shopping district in Århus, and got some Chinese food for lunch with the old Australian exchange students( the Australians have been here since January, so they are given the name of oldie.) We visited this old church and several cool shops, and we got some Ben and Jerry's Ice cream(ice cream is a necessity). These were just the highlights of intro camp, but really the best time I had was hanging out and singing Whitney Huston and eating chocolate and swapping embarrasing (fart related) stories with some amazing people. Its crazy how you can be thrown together with a bunch of crazy teenager, all struggling to learn an impossible language and integrate into Danish culture, and you find some of your greatest friends in just a week. I sometimes grumpily talk about how annoying people(in general) can be, but really I love people. We are all so different, and see the world so differently, and we live very different lives, yet we share so much in common. When you look past the stereo types and what you thought you knew about a person, or what your country tells you to think about someone, you see a human being, same as you. You see that they have a passions and feelings or opinions you never expected, or stories that make you chuckle, or amaze you. Humans are pretty incredible, and exchange has taught to appreciate people more, and how unique all of our lives are.
Moving on from that tangent...
The next week, my host mom took me to Carmels, a cafe in Slagelse, and I got a heaping plate of curry pasta with bacon, it was as fabulous as it sounds, and learned the hard way that take home boxes aren't a thing in Denmark. Its tragic really. They don't know what they are missing out on. I also had my first tennis practice last Monday. I have never played before, but I kicked butt. It may be because I was playing wíth 10 year olds, but I think I'm on my way to being in the Olypmics. I know, I'm so humble. All jokes aside, My coach wants to move me up to the more advanced class, which is pretty exciting, because really I have not 1 athletic bone in my body. Hopefully my coach doesn't figure that out. Anyways, exciting news, I had my First sleep over last Friday, and I even set it up myself. Bibi came over and we watched High School Musical 3 sing along, and ate a whole box of Flødeboller (no regrets) and it was super hyggeligt.
Oh one last thing, I need help thinking of some American food to make for my family. Got any Ideas? Comment below.(Something other than burgers and pizza)

The beautiful oddity that Denmark is.

Hello everybody! okay, I have made way more observations since my last post, so I'm just going to write them down in a list to make it easier

      Observations

• They have little carts that they drag around the store like a wagon
• All of the adults wear knee length jean shorts
• Their strollers are like the old fashion baby carriages that you would imagine old British nannies pushing around, and its adorable
• Clogs are worn for work shoes, which confuses me a lot, but oh well
• The U.S.A is talked about a lot on the news, and at school
• There are lots of random laws about weird things, like how high you can climb on a ladder. if you climb higher than a certain height, you have to pay a fine
• They gasp a lot, but not when something surprising happens. they just gasp, and I always feel I like I am saying something shocking. It surprises me every time
• It's normal here to be pantsless, in the house, or even out on your porch( I was a walking home, and our neighbor was out on the porch having a smoke, without pants on)
• Having diamond studs glued to your teeth is popular
• They have ketchup flavored Pringles
• They have weird phrases like ''du store kinesisk'' which translates to you big Chinese. It means you are fantastic or something.... haha I don't understand
• European Bathroom stalls are glorious. Seriously, American bathroom stalls must be terrifying to Europeans.
• Danish ice cream doesn't melt and drip the way American ice cream does
• Danish pastries are the greatest thing on earth
• Many of their buildings are from the 1800's or older, and are very symbolic of their history and its great
• They drink water out of the bathroom sinks at School
• They have colorful buildings, and lots of brick  buildings
• They love their flag. The flag is everywhere. When it is someone's Birthday
• We call our teachers by their first name

Well now that that is all out of the way, I'll tell you about my week. School started Monday, as you know, and I am actaully very glas, because I've realized, that being busy, is a very good thing on exchange. I am attending Høng Gymnasiumn, the smallest Gymnasium in Denmark. There are 200 students I think. I like it a lot. My classes include Social sciences, Math, Danish, German, English,

biology and Danish grammar. Grammar class is definetly the worst. But Danish and English are great. I don't have all the classes that my class mates do, so I walk around town and go to the bakery in my free time and get Romkugler, this amazing ball of mashed up Pastry. Its pretty amazing. And so are Flødbollers, this chocolate covered marshmallow, but calling it marshmallow doesn't do it justice. I'll post pictures of them. So this week, I tried public transportation by myself for the first time, and the bus driver unfortunately didn't speak English, and didn't understand my Danish, so he skipped my stop, and my Host mom had to chase the bus down. The next day I tried it again, but with my host brother this time. Unfortunately, the bus was VERY full, and so I had to stand up, and I fell on four people, one of them including the bus driver, because I was standing in the front. And then everyone heard me speaking English, so now everyone in Høng knows me as the clumsy American who can't keep her balance. Oh well. I actually think its pretty funny. I have a great group of friends at school, which is a huge relief, because Í think the scariest part of going to a new school, is having to make all of you new friends, and being the only one who doesn't speak Danish (Yet), the task is a little daunting. This week, my Host mom and I went to Kalundborg, a city on the bay about 15 minutes north of Høng, and the city is Beautiful. It's a mixture of these very old beautiful traditional Danish buildings (I'll show them in the pictures) and modern buildings. And the downtown area where all the shops are, have cobblestone streets, and cars can't go down them, so shoppers are able to walk all over. We got some softice ( soft ice cream) covered in chocolate bits. The shop keeper was this weird 25 year old Danish guy, who overheard me and my Host mom talking in English, and he was kind of bragging to us, or trying to impress us with the fact that he could speak many different languages.
Him- ''I can speak 5 different languages.''
Me-''oh really? what languages''
Him-'' Uhh German, Danish, English, Arabic, and uhh Swedish. I know more, but ehh, I mean like, 5 is enough. Like, there is more, but 5 is a like a-a-a bit to eh show you how much I can speak''

Me and my host mom were laughing about it. We also went to Slagese, a city 15 minutes South of Høng, and there are so many amazing shops, and once I am good enough at public transport, My  host mom said I can go there myself´( so in other words never because I'm terrible at the public transport lol)

So Home life : Its pretty great. The House I live in is actually a historical house protected by the government. We live in 3\4's of the house, but the oldest part is from the 1650's, we can't live in that because its so old. But it is this beautiful farm house that I'll post pictures of later. Hans Christian Anderson (He's a very famous Dane, he wrote the little mermaid) actually stayed here for a night. I don't know if you have read or seen pride and prejudice, but sometimes I feel like I'm living in a house from that era. It's amazing. There was also A LOT of vikings in this area, like in the town I live in. It's because my town is in between the ocean, and the fourth largest lake in Denmark.(Lake Tissø). Anyways, my Host Dad , Gregers,is a farmer, and right now it's Harvesting time, so he often doesn't come inside till 2:30 A.M because they have to harvest before the bad weather comes in( it already has, its raining right now) But my Host dad is very funny and nice, and sounds Australian. He's also very sneaky, like today at breakfast, I was practicing reading something in Danish, and he took a video of me. It was quite funny. Oh and right now there are workers on the Farm, building the tallest  windmills in Denmark. My Family has a crazy black lab puppy, named molly. They call her lille bandit, because she loves to eat our socks and nibble on our fingers. she also jumps up a lot and we have to say nej,(no) a lot, so my mom said we should just name her Nej. My Host mom, Bodil, she's Hilarious. There is this one woman who works at a gas station,  and she gives horrible service and is not very nice, and we always call her a hex ( witch). She is teaching me a lot of Danish, actually all of my family is. I help my Bodil make dinner, which is fun. Bodil is a very good cook, even though she can never actually say the word cook, without it sounding like other things(I always tease her about it). We eat a lot of vegetables and meat and cake. Last night we had the most amazing Spare ribs. They were pretty great. And then we watched a Jackie Chan movie, Rush Hour. Its been a pretty Great week. I'm Excited to see what's coming up in the near future. It is not letting me poet pictures on here, so until I do, I will post the pictures on Facebook

Observations

Hello, second day in Denmark today. I went to school for the first time and met my class. I was terrified at first, it was all in Danish, and I didn't know anybody, and let me just say, EVERYONE in Denmark looks perfect. It's a little scary haha. And I can't pronounce an Danish names haha. But we took a tour of the school, and it's spread out around town, and this boy introduced himself to me, and told me he was an exchange student last year to Delaware, so he totally understood how terrifying school can be. And then I met my future host sister, she is also in my class, and she just got back from exchange in Australia, so she has an accent haha. So first day of school wasn't too bad. School here is very different though.  You are put with a class of people that you will be with for two years. Also my school is a boarding school kind of, and many of the students live here. Classes are different here everyday, every week. I get a new schedule every week. And the classes start and different times. So sometimes school will start at 8:00 and go till 12:00, and the next day it will start at 10:00 and go till 2:00. Or I can have class for an hour, and then no classes for the next two hours, then have class again. Its kind of like a college schedule. Another big difference, is here, it's legal to smoke, at my age, so there are lots of students smoking in the court yard at school, which I thought was odd haha. Other observations: they eat a lot of strawberries in Denmark, I have them every meal. They really do wear a lot of black here. And everyone speaks English. Most of he buildings here are brick cottages. They have miniature deer, they eat very healthy, and everything is really neat and organized. And the water here tastes a little salty, but not bad. The roads are tiny, but that's probably because I live in the country. Oh I haven't told you about my family yet. They are amazing. They are all very kind, and the are teaching me Danish. My host dad is a farmer, and he works really late right now, because it is harvesting time. My mom worked at a bank but she is taking leave right now and getting a new job. My brother Johannes, he's great. He is going to teach me how to fish, and how to get around on the public transportation. unfortunately, tomorrow I have to ride the bus by myself for the first time, and the bus driver doesn't speak any English. So that should be fun. If any of you know me, you know I have no sense of direction. To give you an idea, recently, me and a friend tried getting to olive garden in lake Oswego, and I told google maps to take us to the one in Texas instead.  oh one last weird thing that happened, I was just watching T.V with my host mom, and let me just say, Danish television is MUCH different from American TV. They don't censor nearly as much out. For example, I'm pretty sure I a colonoscopy go down. it was that bend and cough procedure. It was odd. Another weird thing, I have seen three men driving shirtless today. I don't understand why, but if that's what makes them happy. Also, this very muscular shirtless man walked down the street while I waiting for my mom to pick me up after school, and he just sat down next to me, even thought there were other benches, and had a smoke. and then left after 5 minutes. Oh one last thing, I took a 5 hour nap after school today. Life as an exchange student. Still jetlagged. So that's that. I Promise to post pictures on the next blog post

Last Day in the USA

Well tomorrow is the day when this whole grand adventure begins(If I survive all my layovers), and I can hardly contain my excitement. I have no idea where all my time went, it seems like just yesterday I was choosing a country to go to. Exchange snuck up on me. I have a serious case of Wanderlust, and I have to thank Rotary for giving me the opportunity to live another life across the world, for an entire year. I am constantly amazed at just how lucky I am. I get to be a part of new families, make friends from all over the world, and see what really is out there, beyond the U.S. I'm excited to live outside my comfort zone and have a an adventure. My first day of school is on Monday, and I arrive Sunday night in Copenhagen. So that's going to be interesting. Yay Jet lag! I will try to post on the blog every week, but I can pretty much guarantee that's not gonna happen. But I promise to try my best haha. Well, I guess this is it. See you in a year America!