It’s never over till it’s over
I have so much more to write about before I leave. I’m going to have to write every other day at this point! I haven’t even mentioned that my time in Copenhagen is coming to a close… maybe it is because I don’t want to actually admit it. Today was my last day of classes which made it seem more real. I’m going to try to live in the moment and not think about leaving!
On Wednesday night I went to my first Danish football game! It was a huge game as it determined whether F.C. København was going to be the champion of Denmark! I went with some friends that I live with and Susanne and it was an absolute blast. We sat in the fan section and boy do they have huge fans. They sang and cheered the ENTIRE game. Half the time I couldn’t even see the field because they were waving so many flags! It was hard not being able to sing the songs but once in a while they sang one that I could pick up on… like “We are the Champions.” We were the champions… they won 4-0!!!!! It was a great cultural experience and so much fun.
On Thursday night I had my closing ceremony for my core class, Psychology of Happiness. It was a very emotional night as I have grown very close to my classmates and my teacher Helle. This has been a class that opened my eyes to new fields of psychology and new possibilities in my future. Every lecture, field study, and study tour has added something to my life both academically and personally. I will always remember the incredible Esbjerg school and Kaospilots in Western Denmark, Judy Barber and the Greyfield Institute in Scotland, getting my ear pierced in Glasgow with eight of my friends, playing never have I ever for two hours, climbing to the top of Arthurs seat, stuffing food into our mouths to get to the ghost tour, whiskey tasting, girl talk before bed, the incredible snow topped hills in Scotland, the laugh’s we shared, when Helle said “If you are going to party like rockstars, please bring another rockstar home with you”, the night walk around Ribe, Sam’s bar in Aarhus, the scary man at Danshostel, Brittany’s sheep scarf, riding the cannons at Sterling Castle, our crazy kilted tour guide in Edinburgh, the homeless man who stole the pizza, the viking ships, being excited to go to class every Monday and Thursday, the experience of the end of semester workshop, incredible lectures and guest lecturers, and one of the most amazing professors I’ve ever had. There are countless things that I will remember from this class. What I do know is that I have never had a teacher who is so enthusiastic about the subject matter. I have never had a teacher who has inspired so many students to actually care about what they are learning about.
