I Got Accepted To AFS USA!
Wooh.

Now they just have to send my application to Denmark!


Only five more months until I leave, because I'll most likely get accepted to Denmark -- so they say. It's not a long time considering all that I have to do, but it sure seems like it will be. If I could I would be gone tomorrow for sure. My friends didn't think I would actually follow through with this, retards. They are doing everything they can to get me to stay home. Ex. "Chandler, what if this is all a scam and once you get over there your forced to work in a sweat shop for a penny per hour, or instead of sending you to Denmark they send you to Africa and make you spread elephant poop on their mud houses and train in the army for a living! Oh My Gosh, that would be horrible and I can't even think of my best friend having to do that, YOU CAN'T GO CHAN!" OR "Your going to leave me here all by myself, for a whole school year?" I hate to break it to you guys, but you are fifteen, I'm pretty sure that you'll be able to use the can opener and wash your hands after you pee just fine without me. You should be more worried about me and my being so accident prone and street stupid.

Those are some good ideas though guys, I'll give you props for that. Those things would suck, but I doubt they would ever happen, so get your panties out of a bunch.

My stomach jumps to my throat and then down to my toes everytime I think about seeing my host family or going to school for the first time in a different country. That would be about every two seconds.

I do things just to kill time, stupid things, to leave it at that. I'm a dork.