køkkenkasse?

tonight was building 10, floor 1's official first meeting. two girls from my floor were nice enough to organize a meeting on practical matters and cook dinner for all nine of us. i was a bit nervous about meeting them; what if they just excluded me from all their conversations and spoke only in danish? quite the contrary. they are so so so so nice. even before dinner started, rasmus said, "should we switch our language over to english now?" all of this just to accomodate me! there's a german exchange student in our group as well, but it seems like she speaks almost perfect danish... after one year of instruction. when they would start to converse in danish again, they said that i just have to speak up because they're not aware. it takes effort from both sides, and i'm going to do what i can to learn more of the native language. i'm quite surprised that i can pick up bits and pieces from their conversations already.

so i guess we're going to eat dinner together every sunday night.. and i don't have to be afraid anymore. i.... need to stop being so people-phobic. have i mentioned how much i'm beginning to love it here? i start class on wednesday. classes only two days out of the week thus far; possibly three, and the earliest hour of instruction begins at noon. that still leaves me a 4-5 day weekend. i'm really seriously considering on extending my stay. oh, logistics.