Wakes up. Dammit, it’s already 8:00? Hits snooze button. I’ll take the bus again today, I can get the exercise to school some other time.
Okay, have to get up for real now. Brushes my teeth and gets dressed in yesterday’s clothes. Looks like crap. Clothes match body.
Boards bus. Loves how bus is so much nicer than SF Muni, and is actually on time. And no drunk, homeless person asking me to sniff his or her batteries.
Arrives at school just in time. Very gracefully trips over curb.
Stories and video produced by Morten and me are generally well received by group and teacher. We kick ass, you know, metaphorically.
Goes for lunch with Lotte and a bunch of other girls from class. First day of semester for many Danes so cafeteria is packed wall to wall. Seriously, never seen so many blondes packed into one place. Truly Hitler’s paradise.
Goes back to class and officially starts freaking out internally about what news to cover in Copenhagen. Like my friend Lisanne said, what kind of teacher takes a group of students into a foreign place and then forces them to produce two text stories and a video in 3 days? A pretty sick teacher, that’s who.
Walks to the office of Anna, who is the nice lady in charge of exchange students. Has to pay her the rest of my deposit money. Considers knocking her out and telling her later that I really did pay the deposit. Decides against that.
Working on story pitches for this week’s reporting. Considers shooting my brains out. Decides against that, especially due to a lack of firearm. Turns in crappy pitches for stories.
Leaves school, decides to finally get exercise by walking home. And not maybe because stupid bus arrives seconds before I reach the bus stop and then leaves me in its dust and breathing its fumes.
Finally arrives home. Tired of world.
Goes on Facebook and plays Scramble. Then watches 80’s cartoons on YouTube. Too embarassed to reveal title.
Boards bus to go downtown to eat at Burger King with Lisanne. Has Burger King always tasted this good? For the equivalent of 11 U.S. dollars for a small meal, it better have been.
Boards bus to go home. Pretty much what it sounds like.
Watches another episode of old 80’s cartoon. Okay, it’s “Jem”, okay? Outrageous. Truly, truly outrageous.
Should start gathering sources for stories this week, especially because I won’t have my laptop with me. Right after I type an entry about my day.