As my twentieth birthday is rapidly coming closer, I've realised something: either I'm going to find myself some roommates, or I'm going to live alone for a long time after I graduate college. Now I'm not very good at being alone all the time. I'm fine for a couple of hours, even for a few days, but after that someone has to be around to hear my crazy thoughts before they drive me insane. So...

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Sometimes a song speaks to your heart and soul. The music, the lyrics, the videoclip, it all comes together and it's just the right song for you. When I find one of those songs I listen to it on repeat for hours, days, months on end. One of those songs has been playing in my head since Friday afternoon, when I finished my very last exam of my sophomore year in college. It's called 'Free'....

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'What's boring to you is special to me,' a blog buddy once told me when I was complaining about how boring my country was. The Netherlands has a bit of an image problem, especially with people like me, who are used to sights like Machu Picchu at sunrise or the Fernsehturm in Berlin at midnight. So as of May 2016 I'm on a mission to convince myself and the rest of the world of the...

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Recently Kanra from The Lunar Descent and I started sending each other snail mail. E-mails and texts are nice and all, but nothing can beat the excitement I feel when I see an envelope or postcard with my name on it lying on the doormat. The mailman coming to our house is one of the most exciting things I know. Okay, that sounds more pathetic than it did in my head, but believe me: it's...

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'Go up! Up, up!' 'No, that's how I died last time!' 'On your left!' 'They're everywhere!' 'Eat it! Eat that one!' 'It ate me!' 'That's not fair!' 'I was definitely bigger than the one that ate me!' 'Stupid game... Shall we play again?' When I was seven years old, this is what my lunch breaks looked like: my best friend and I would yell at her computer while playing a game called Fishy. My best...

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Dear future boyfriend, I don't think we have met yet. If we have met, we've only talked through text messages. Either way, I think there are a few things you need to know about me. Don't worry, I'm not going to give you a list of demands and rules in Meghan Trainor style. But since you're the first who's brave enough to give me a chance, I thought it'd be fair to let you know...

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When I was in high school, people said I was a drowning otter. I got the nickname as a result of a clumsy accident that involved the guy I had a crush on. It was a rubbish nickname, but it stuck with me for a couple of years. My college friends don't think I'm a drowning otter. They prefer to think of me as a plant. More specifically: a cactus. Prickly on the outside, kind...

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