Today I thought it would be cute to wear a skirt.
And it was...
...when I wasn't biking.
I ripped the skirt a little bit... but it isn't noticeable.
I hiked it up high like the Danes and was fine.
I also wore my cowboy boots...
... and twisted my ankle on the cobblestones.
Damn cobblestones, so beautiful, yet so treacherous.
But let's face it, I hurt myself walking no matter what shoes I'm wearing. There are too many things to trip on and such.
I bought a 10 kr. cappuccino from the vending machine outside of class.
I was half an hour early to class. And so I was lonely.
No one sits next to me in Immunology. They can sense I don't know what I'm doing. They leave a seat open next to me every day.
After my morning classes, I went to Netto and bought two bags of chips to bring to the host family network event at 5pm. My class gets out at 5:30.
The Human Health and Disease class was fun today because we practiced using stethoscopes on each other, listening to respiration.
Christian, the course assistant who was a combat medic, told us a story about how they handle a pressure pneumothorax : when there is air coming out of the lung into the pleural cavity, so the air builds up and pushes the lung shut. The way to fix it: stab the biggest needle you can find (or a pen, if necessary) into the pleural cavity under the second rib to release the air and save the person.
Christian said he saw it done once, on a guy who had been shot and that had created the pressure pneumothorax. And we were all excited because it's such a crazy thing and it's necessary for survival in that situation but what does Christian say?
"Oh no, he died."
Bummer. Also kind of awkward...
But overall, a good class.
From there, I got off the train at Taastrup, and started to bike around looking for the Parkskolen where everyone would be in the auditorium.
So I was biking around in circles, trying to find the street named Parkvej, but my map didn't load because it was in my email and there wasn't wifi.
I was lost every couple of minutes, and I asked for directions like 8 times.
And it was pouring raining, and I was soaking wet.
So I finally got there and hour later, 1.5 hours after it started, and all the food was put away and everyone was learning the cha cha cha with a partner so I sat down and ate some chips and drank some wine at an empty table.
Then, a guy in some of my classes pointed out that I wasn't participating and made me come out on the floor and do this licorice eating contest with everyone (who can slurp up the long string of black licorice the fastest) which I did not win.
I knew one other guy, but he had a seat with some friends with no open seats around it.
Then we started to play bingo, but I was at the end of a table by myself, and I was there for a while looking like a lost sad puppy, so finally some older ladies asked me to sit by them.
That was actually pretty fun.
We did not win.
And later, after telling my life story to these ladies, they mentioned to some more people that I got lost and stuff, and these people happened to live near my house in Albertslund!
So they offered to drive me and my bike home.
Then I heated up some pasta and threw some salad on it and called it a night.
Oh, but first I'm going to play Sims.
And tomorrow I'm going kayaking at Amager Strand.
And then perhaps thrift shopping with Taylor.
On a side note, when I was shopping at Netto (kind of like Aldi, but they have Aldi here so not exactly like it; some people say it's where poor people and students shop...okay...) I found that Somersby ciders are 10 kr. each, instead of the 30 kr. I pay at the Studenterhuset.
I guess Taylor and I will be hanging out outside the Netto instead, now!
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