A kind of goodbye

This blog will be closed for some time. Thank you all for the support.

I'll be back one of these days...

Happy Birthday

Today you are a child again* At your 22, you are probably the most beautiful woman I have ever met... Lucky me!

Sorry I can't give you the birthday you wanted...*

Love you*

Shit happens...

3rd degree ankle sprain. There goes my holidays... How nice is that?

(I thought about posting a picture, but seriously, it is not a nice thing to see)

Merry Christmas

No text messages this year! Consider this my way of wishing you all a merry Christmas!

A white day to study...

Tomorrow I'll have my last exam before going home for Christmas!! I woke up today and had a very nice surprise - the first day of snow this winter in Maastricht! Here are some pictures.

This one is taken from the second floor of my apartment!

Once you go out of the building!

Me and my american buddy Trenton! Tomorrow my friend, tomorrow we'll party hard!! IRISH CAR BOMBS ahahaha!!

Our frozen lake in the terrace!

Trent and Virgil in the terrace enjoying the sight.

And now back to work! It's gonna be a looonnngg night...

Classes are finished...

... the exams week is here. After that, home sweet home for Christmas.

Persistence Tour - Eindhoven, November 2009

No Turning Back - Eindhoven, November 2009

Ahahah if you look carefully you can still see the "F" from the "For The Glory" logo on the grey shirt! Representin' tuga style!

I'll try to write a review from this crazy day and post it on my other blog as soon as possible. Eleven bands in one day is too much to handle!

Maastricht - October Breeze

It messes with my head...

... when you are studying at Master's level, and you have to take hours to correct the writing of your groupmates.

Everybody makes mistakes, but finishing a Bachelor, without being able to express what you're thinking in a (almost) clear way, is unacceptable.

The roots of the problem take us back to the Highschool education. Let's all send people to universities when they don't even know how to write.

It's 5am and I'm tired.