When I left IPC in 2002, I had no place to go so I crashed at my mother's cousin's home until I started at a language school. Næstved can be compared to the burbs in America. Streets with longs rows of houses and nothing else other than a school and a few small services compared to larger cities. I crashed there a few times and I kinda got on peoples nerves too. I met for the first time my extended family though.
While I crashed there I was on the job hunt, but it was impossible for me. I didn't speak the language. I had a 5th grade education. No work experience. Sucks to be me. I was kinda desperate for a while and didn't know what to do. If I didn't have that family I would have been on the streets because the local government is of no help.
After a couple of times at Kalø, I spent a little time with my mother's friend in Copenhagen. I would hardly call myself the best house guest, but it was my first time in Copenhagen and a first of a few others too. I went down to Christania and bought myself a white widow. It was the first read drug and the last real drug I did. It was... interesting.
But having moved up here, I am out of real family connections and well... it sucks. Finding a job is impossible and I appreciate family now more than ever now I have less than ever before.
I hope things will improve with time though.
Sorry it is a short post, but I just want to make it a habit I update this blog often, even if it is only a macroscopic exam of a period or subject.
Thanks for reading and check back later, please.
While I crashed there I was on the job hunt, but it was impossible for me. I didn't speak the language. I had a 5th grade education. No work experience. Sucks to be me. I was kinda desperate for a while and didn't know what to do. If I didn't have that family I would have been on the streets because the local government is of no help.
After a couple of times at Kalø, I spent a little time with my mother's friend in Copenhagen. I would hardly call myself the best house guest, but it was my first time in Copenhagen and a first of a few others too. I went down to Christania and bought myself a white widow. It was the first read drug and the last real drug I did. It was... interesting.
But having moved up here, I am out of real family connections and well... it sucks. Finding a job is impossible and I appreciate family now more than ever now I have less than ever before.
I hope things will improve with time though.
Sorry it is a short post, but I just want to make it a habit I update this blog often, even if it is only a macroscopic exam of a period or subject.
Thanks for reading and check back later, please.
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