I am one of the many German students studying abroad. I am one of the people who love travelling. I can't sit still, I always have to do stuff. I am curious, always chasing for stories. Stay here for a while and be part of my respaced world

Monday, December 13, 2010

Countdown: 4 days untill I head back home (STUTTGART)

Wow, I can’t believe it’s the 13th of December already. I’ve been counting the days for 2 weeks, I can’t wait to get home to Stuttgart. I know, this sounds kinda sad, because when you hear me saying this you probably think I don’t like it here. Ok, let’s take some minutes to reflect: What will I tell people in Stuttgart when they ask: “Und, wie gefällt dir Dänemark so?” (So, how do you like Denmark?)

What made me feel unhappy:

-    My class
-    Not being able to participate in a TV class or do anything practical
-    Not having a bus ticket
-    Living alone
-    Living in a parallel society
-    Myself, being unhappy with being in Denmark, even when Denmark is a nice place

Ok, let me explain this a bit further.
A)    My class:
We all come from different parts in the world. On the one hand, it’s really cool to hear about Burma’s election in the news and then asking your class mate from Burma about what she thinks about the issue. On the other hand, imagine you are one of 60 people in a room, sitting in between a 40-year old journalist from the Philippines on your left and a 25 year old Canadian student who used to work as an editor of his high school newspaper and thinks it’s pretty cool to study in Denmark and play beer pong every weekend. How do you want to get to know all these people, having class only two or three times a week? What happened in the last few months inside the group was the following:
1) Party phase: There was a party every night, so many parties that you actually didn’t wanna party anymore, but the pressure in the group was immense.  “What? Why are you leaving already? Have a beer!” After a while, I gave up.
2) Group phase: People who live in dorms together formed groups. Everyone seemed to be happy with being in such a cool group. I hadn’t found one person I could identify with in the group. Everyone was nice, but there was nobody I wanted to be friends with in particular…ok, of course I found some people to hang out with, but anyway... I applied for the program in Sydney, I needed to get out!
3) Now: Still in phase 2, but everyone can’t wait to leave this place and have a break. I realized that I had too big expectations. There are some people in the program I really like, but still differences, especially AGE play a big role and prevent that these relationships are getting tight. I'm feeling sad about not being a 100% integrated in my class, but on the other hand I like that I met other people outside my class and learned a little bit about Danish (student) culture.

B)    Not being able to participate in a TV group
We study Journalism. However, the Danish school of Journalism didn’t consider us to be important enough to equip us with cameras when we formed a TV group. This made me feel very very mad. Our program is a cooperation of the Danish school of Journalism and AU. AU is one of the 100 best universities worldwide (this year a guy from AU received the nobel price in business), but the Danish school of Journalism seems to be LAME.

C)    Not having a bus ticket and living alone: I’m a respaced person. I should have gotten a stupid monthly bus ticket. I live in Skejbyparken and sometimes this feels faaar away from campus, though it’s not. But it’s on a hill and the last bus goes at 0.20pm. l live in a really nice apartment together with an other international student from London. She seems to be very nice, but she never opened up to me… I've never been in such a situation, wherever I had lived before, I got very close to my roommates. My roomie has travelled a lot and has her best friend from London living in the building next to ours. So, basically most of the time I live alone (she left Aarhus last week already).

D)    Living in a parallel society:
Sometimes I have these moments when I get very angry, because I can't paticipate in the local society. It just happened when I went to the muching/snacking/break room of the small (faculty) library to eat my sandwich. It's a small room with a vending machine (snacks/coffee), a kettle and a nice couch. I entered the room and 4 handsome Danish guys were sitting at the couch, smiling friendly at me when I came in, chatting with each other. I sit there and eat my lunch, hearing them speak in this incomprehensive language, not knowing if they say something I could add something too or if they make a comment about the book I read or anything else... it sucks. And then you have nobody to blame, because YOU are the one not speaking/learning Danish, you are the stranger. Other things are cultural events or parties you just miss, because you don't understand the flyers and newspapers. It's hard to get to know Danish students when you don't know that there is a party.

Somehow this makes me feel sad. Not because of me, but because it makes me think about people who are considered to live at the margin, or "outside the society".For example immigrants who can't speak the native language... I don't wanna know how they  feel. I definitely don't like it, even though EVERYONE, seriously everyone speaks English here. However, this experience can also be seen as a reason for my decision to go to Sydney in my second semester. But to see it in a good way - hey maybe I developped some sensitive skills!

Denmark is a nice country. They have nice restrooms, if you have to use the restroom when you are on campus, you can be certain that the bathroom looks nice, every cabin has an own basin, mirror and paper towels (!!!) - during my whole stay it has never happened to me that there were no papertowels available! oh - hold on, this one time at the bar... yeahh ok - ONE TIME, come on!

ok, apart from nice bathrooms, Danes are BEAUTIFUL. If you wanna see beautiful, charming people, just go to the next canteen on campus and look who enters. They dress nice, lots of them are blonde, but not ALL of them ;). And the thing I like most is that they are beautiful, but that doesn't mean that there exists a certain body mass index. People can look beautiful even if they aren't superslim. Isn't it funny that I had to come to Denmark to learn this? I lived in Philadelphia where I saw lots of fat people, in NYC I saw the opposite - people looked nice and were slim. Here in Denmark the average student is thin, but not superskinny - kinda like me - i gained 1 or 2 kilos here, but I feel fine, because I learned: It's the smile on your face which makes you beautiful.


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