Do you dare…?

Do you dare…?

Dear Diary, It’s been a few (crazy) months since I last wrote you. A lot has happened. My four blank walls and (mostly) myself have decided not to wait any longer and to just pour it out. I came to you the most this year when my head was packed and I had...
La Cosa Mas Bella

La Cosa Mas Bella

When I was about seven years old, my mom bought a CD, also known as a compact disc. It was very popular in the 90’s. This time, she brought home the CD of this man who sung strangely. I couldn’t stand his voice, but my parents seemed to love him....
Tijd Voor de Billeshake

Tijd Voor de Billeshake

Disclaimer: If you are closed-minded, see things only in black and white, and lack critical thinking, this article is probably not for you. But if you disagree, please share your thoughts with me.  On an early Thursday, I put on the radio on my way to my...
No Internationals (Sorry) (Part 2)

No Internationals (Sorry) (Part 2)

By the end of July, when it was almost time to leave, my sister was still without a roof above her head. For a moment, we did think we got help from an online consultant for students who also helps students with housing; in the end, they basically robbed my sister for...
No Internationals (sorry) (Part 1)

No Internationals (sorry) (Part 1)

Yes, it’s that time of the year again. Soon the big blue bird will take the kids on their new journey. You know how you always hear the characters complain in movies about leaving home, and how it will never be the same, and that everything will change? Well,...