Most of my all time favourite quotes are from Peter Høegs The Quiet Girl. Though the actual plot was way too complex for me, it is filled with one-liners that may actually have changed my life (as cheesy as it sounds). Today I once again felt the truth of this one: “He listened into the tragic that surrounds most people. The sound of all that could have been, but never will.” (My translation, originally: “Han lyttede ind i den tragic, der er lejret tæt om de fleste mennesker. Lyden af alt det, der kunne være blevet, men aldrig bliver.”)
I just feel like I have so much potential and it pains me to see each day pass by without actually making use of it. As a kid I sometimes got that great feeling of potential brilliance whenever I got an A, learned some new gymnastic whatever or when someone I respected praised me. A grand feeling of all I would once become. And then I never became any of it.

I hate cell phones. I really hate cell phones. I hate this tendency to talk on your phone everywhere – about absolutely nothing. I hate having to listen to your dumb conversations on the train/bus/any other public place, where I’ll try to get some reading done. And I really don’t want to hear about your romantic troubles, your mom-crisis or your yeast infections. I really hate people who use them when they drive. I hate people who sneak out a phone to send a text message in the middle of a conversation. I hate people calling me at 7am when I have to be in school at 10. I hate people calling me at 11pm when I have just fallen asleep because I have to get up early the next day. I hate never having any free time, because wherever I am, whatever I do I am always expected to leave what I am doing to pick up my damn cell phone. And I hate that I am required to answer your text message within a time span of 10 minutes even though you can ask me your stupid question when we see each other tomorrow.

I am thinking about “losing” my cell phone. I could say it got stolen and then just never buy a new one. But it must be after Christmas and my birthday because otherwise my mother will buy me one and then I’ll have two cell phones to hate. I guess my problem is mostly that I want some privacy and I want to choose who I spend my time talking to. And with a cell phone I just become available to everyone 24/7.

Do any of you feel the same way? Or are you one of those who get extremely pissed if your friends do not answer their phones..?

First of all – congratulations America! Or like he said: Thank God. I don’t think I could handle another righteous right-winged prick with vast gun lust trying to decide how people should live their lives (even if he’s not going to be my president).

However (!), it should be noted that I still very happy that I live in Denmark. It amazes me that so few Americans are requesting a third option (at least from what I hear, which admittedly isn’t much) – the Democratic Party may stand on the left side of the republicans and all that, but that is not saying much. I am no politic genius (no really.. I’m actually not), but I am pretty sure that the most conservative party in Denmark is more left-winged than the Democratic Party. I sort of have this idea that in America the party that I voted for last year would be considered communistic, socialistic or something equally horrible. And it’s not even the most progressive party in the Danish parliament.

Denmark may not be a huge superpower-whatever – but we have one of the highest ranks of income equality and apparently we are also the happiest country in the world (btw – the picture they have chosen is just priceless). I might give up 47% of my income in taxes (minus approx. 40.000 DKK), but then again – I don’t pay anything if I have to go to the hospital, I don’t pay for my education (almost all educational institutes in Denmark are free) – Actually most students are offered “SU” (The State’s Educational Support), which for me means 5000 DKK each month – not much, but enough for rent, books and maybe some months also something to eat.

Jealous? Well, you should be.

(See what I did there? I took something that wasn’t about me at all and then I turned it around so it was only about me. Mmh, it’s sort of what I do..)