Weeeeee!!

Hurrrrraaaah!! I'm FINALLY going home tomorrow. I've been away from my cold island for almost 7 months and that's just toooo much. So, next time i blog, it might be from my parents cool laptop and crappy internet connection.

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A short update with nice photos

Today I (Søren) handed in five applications for my internship that begins in february. It's hard to try to sell yourself like that, and I spent most of the past week trying to make the applications as good as possible.

Tuesday next week I go to Århus, where all the internships are ditributed in one day. There are 250 journalism students and 260 internships to take from, so everyone's bound to get a spot. But of course we all hope for the best. I applied for 24Timer (a free paper), Ekstra Bladet (a paper for investigative journalism), Musikprogrammet (a TV show about music), DAGBLADET Roskilde (The local paper in Roskilde) and Nyhedsmagasinet Danske Kommuner, where I was in a miniature internship for two weeks, as you may know.

Here's something nice to look at:

Some nice, pink flowers...

...a boring, grey wall...

...and a mossy fountain.

Culture night

Last friday, Steinunn and I went to culture night (Kulturnat), in Copenhagen, and now we finally managed to transfer the pictures to the computer.

As always, there were lots of things to see. We started off by meeting up with my younger sister, Anette, for a quick meal. She was going to the National Museum to see some of her friends from the design school where she's studying. We tagged along and saw this giant glitterball at the museum:

We said goodbye to Anette, and continued into the night. We crossed "Langebro" to Christianshavn, because we were heading for a place, where they were teaching people to play old, Icelandic games. But before we got there, we thought better of it (too far to walk), and returned to the city centre. At Gammel Strand, we saw a small, but good photo exhibit in Fotografisk Center.

Passing by the famous fountain "Storkespringvandet", I took this picture:

We went to Kgs. Nytorv before finally going to the last stop of the night: Dansk Design Center, where the following picture is taken. If you look hard at the picture you can see us in the reflection.

All in all we had a good night, but we didn't have the energy to go see a lot of things, because we were both tired after a long day. We took lots of pictures during the night, but only a few of them were any good. Most of them were shaken, because we didn't bring a tripod... oh well...

And another thing: I bought a new cell phone. I've had the old one for almost four (4) years, and it has been dying slowly over the last few months. The "3" cell phone store had a special culture night offer that I couldn't resist. The new phone has a camera, internet access and an MP3-player. I can use it to go on MSN Messenger and I can have video conversations. The old one didn't even have a colour screen. I swore, I would never get a phone with all these silly and useless functions, but now I'm learning to love it.

Here's a picture to illustrate just how different the two phones are:


That's all for now. We'll be back soon!

Home Home Home

Next Tuesday I finally go home to Iceland to see this happy fella. My nephew was born on September 8th and so far I've had to let due with pictures and webcam on msn. On Saturday, Breki will then be baptised and I am going home for the event,- and to hug and kiss him for about 6 days. I also look forward seeing the other members of my family ;) And the food... really look forward to the food...

Bla di bla

Work was crazy last week, absolutely crazy. The kids were all over the place, yelling, screaming, biting, hiting, and just generally being pains in the arse. This week we have fall break in the schools so a lot of the kids will be having holidays with their older sibings. All in all 24 kids will have a day or days off this week. I hope and pray for a quiet week. I am really looking forward to starting University again and leave the kindergarden once and for all!

Sending poo to Santa

Ok, I work with kids. Small kids. Kids who still use a diaper even though they could very well have learned to use the toilet by now. Us, the "grownups" try to trick the kids into accepting the toilet as a natural part of their lives. During one of those "manipulations" this brilliant comment came up.

Me: 'Lukas, aren't you gonna stop the whole diaper thing soon?'
Lukas: 'Hmmmm maaaaaybe' Ponders a little bit and then says
'maybe if I make a poo, I can give it to Santa Claus and then I don't
have to use a diaper anymore'
Me: 'Eeehhhhh? That's an idea.....???'

I couldn't help but laughing out loud. I mean, he meant it in the most serious way. I however doubt that Santa would be too pleased with the present, or the postman for that matter. But I guess little Lukast has sent his pacifier to Santa and like that gotten rid of that habit. Guess he thinks that sending Santa things takes care of all problems....

Byline Debut

Today was a special day for me (Søren). As we may or may not have mentioned in an earlier post, I have been in an internship at the News Magazine "Danske Kommuner" for the past two weeks. And today I got to see the results of my hard work, as I received two copies of the magazine in the mail. The magazine contained two of my articles: one about a ship from Funen and one about health care in the lovely city of Fredensborg. While these subjects may not sound endlessly exhilarating, it was a very special experience to see my own name in print for the first time. Next week will bring another edition of the magazine, and that one will also have one of my articles in it. (That concludes the ego tripping for now, promise!)

This is a scan of one of the articles. That's my byline in the magnyfying glass (The magnyfying glass was inserted afterwards in Photoshop, just to be clear).

Birth Days, Sick Days and Normal Days

Well well well well well.... Søren turned 24 on thursday, got heaps of gifts, was taken to dinner twice and is still eating the chocolate he got from both his aunt and the family in Iceland. I can't eat chocolate much so I mostly watch him eat it. I get coke instead. And bread. It's great.

On Sunday, we got Søren's Mum, Aunt and Grandmum over to celebrate Søren's big day so most of Saturday we spent cleaning the place, which was, btw, needed. We're not slobs, but we've had and insane schedule lately so things have kinda been left undone. Geez we sound like slobs now! Forget what you have just read!! Anyway, we had visitors, so naturally we had to make a birthday cake. We bought one of those super easy ones from a box and mixed it and put in the oven. When Søren was taking it out, he however dropped it in the oven so the baking paper caught fire and we had a small fire on our hand. I proved to be useless in a situation like this and kinda just went "what should I do?!!! WHAT SHOULD I DO?!!!!!!!!!" and not giving Søren a change to say anything. Great help that is. We managed to kill the fire, and I managed to burn myself on the hot plate (I have a mark on my arm to prove it) and luckily, the cake was still edible. Lucky us. Or something.

I work in a village that is so small that there are only buses every hour and I am often the only person on it. This means, that when I have to open the kindergarden at 6.30 I have no choice but to bike from the station in Høje Taastrup, as no buses go out there that early. I hate to bike, really, really, really HATE to bike. What I hate even more is rain when I bike. What I hate even more than rain when biking, is doing it at 6 in the morning. That was pretty much my friday morning. Got up at 5.02 and at 6 I sat on my super crappy bike without rainclothes (forgot them in the kindergarden) and started my 25 minute hellride to Sengeløse. I got there, completely soaked and spent the first 2 hours of my work day wearing rainpants as my normal pants were drying. The kids kept asking why I was wearing rainpants and gave me a dirty look whenever I told them I had been out in the rain without rainclothes. I kinda get their point as I tell them a million times a day that they MUST WEAR rainclothes when raining. I am a Bad Bad Bad kindergarden teacher...

Obviously, now I have a cold and have spent the day at home. Which is not too bad.

The following is a picture of the splendid birthday cake decorated with M&M's.