4 days left. WHAT THE HELL?

And that's only if you include today.
And today I'm going to take an "exam."
So it hardly counts.

I'm not ready to leave.
And then I'm ready to go home.
And then I'm ready to just miss my flight and stay here for the summer.
And then I think of the things I've missed and I get excited about Amurricah.

My reaction to the end of the semester has gotten a little bipolar.
Obviously.

I mean, I'm going to miss this place.
The silent Danes on the train.
The long, rambling dinners.
That feeling of pride when someone asks me a a question in Danish and I semi-understand the answer.....and then say in a very small voice "I'm sorry I don't speak Danish."
Legally drinking.
The social-welfare system, governmentless wonder that is Christiania.
Seeing the ocean every day.
The 'hygge', candle-lighting, wine drinking, conversating lifestyle.
The massive amount eye candy that is walking the streets at any given moment. YUM.
And the pastries.
WHY DO I HAVE TO LEAVE THE PASTRIES.

Open-faced, rye bread sandwiches are not on this list though.
Or having to ride a night bus home for an hour and a half leaving your bladder desperate enough to pee in a strange Dane's yard. Twice.
Or having the same conversation with every single Dane when they realize that I'm American. "WhatareyoudoinginCopenhagen?Studying.Wheredoyoustudy?DIS.Howlongareyouhere?Forthesemester.Doyoulikeithere?OhIjustloveithere.Cheers!Schol!"
And licorice-flavored anything should just get tossed in the ocean like the shiny new Americans did with their overtaxed tea.
And having to pay for water and NOT getting free refills?
Not gonna miss that, cuz lawdy people, sometimes a girl just wants a large, a LARGE cup a coke with ice that she can refill repeatedly, without shame.
And the prices! Hoo doggy have I spent a small fortune in this country because my cheapest purchase was a 5kroner lighter. LIGHTERS FOR ALL MY FRIENDS. [just kidding. I'm first world poor here people. I can scrounge money for snacks and going out, but can't afford souvenirs.]

And when I'm back in the land of the free water and home of the Bell [Taco Bell, that is.], there are some things that just have to happen.
Taco Bell.
Frozen cokes.
I gots to get ma hurrs cut.
Barbeque chicken pizza AND breadsticks from the local places in ma tiny hometown.
Snuggles. Major snuggles.
And my parent's cooking.
So much for my food and drink detox when I get home I s'pose....

3 more full days here.
ACKK.

4:00pm Denmark
8:00am USA
There will be only be a time difference for a little while longer...