Signs that you need to stop eating stroopwafels

Friend: "Dude the amount of stroopwafels decreased everyday."

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Friend: "DENICA YOU ADDICT STOP EATING THOSE SUGAR!"

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Friend: "Denica, you should be my Maths tutor, and then I'm gonna pay you with candies and stroopwafels and stroopcookies."

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Friend on MSN: "Hey you're busy. Doing HW or just eating stroopwafels?"

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Me: "Shit I ran out of stroopwafels!"
Friend: "Really? Arent you dead already?"

Weekend Away

Just went back from my study's start weekend, which is basically we (approx 40 people from my year and the committee) went to this lodge in the northest part of Holland for the weekend. I have to admit it was so much fun. The first day we had dinner, speedating and Vegas themed party. Saturday we went for this survivor/adventure game for the whole afternoon, it was downright exhausting. Walking in the forest, doing physically demanding obstacles, mountain biking and canoeing (spelling?). When we did finally went back to the lodge, we hung out on the field behind the house and enjoy the rare sun. It was heavenly.

Later that night we had mini-workshops for 20minutes each. We did capoeira, acting, salsa dancing, cocktail mixing and cake decorating (which I WON MUAHAHA). It was so much fun :) although its so short that we didnt really master in anything :p. Then we changed into our orange clothing for the Dirty Dutch party, with Dutch finger food and everything. It was so fun, we had so much fun dancing and making faces at each other at first. That is, until the DJ decided to stick with Electro music. Me and my friend decided to sit down and watch then. It was even better. A guy was walking with his shirt torn. Girls were WASTED. Guys were even more wasted. Most had lazy-drunk eyes. A guy was rubbing my friends' hairs, both male and female friends (hint: BI!!!).

At the end, we found ourselves laughing like idiots while eating our prize winning decorated cake (which actually isnt such a good idea considering that I didnt even wash my hands while decorating it).

Really late that evening (morning?), we went into the bunk to get changed. It was dark. I was climbing my bed when I smelt puke. My friend flashed her handphone to provide some light, and we saw a girl lying on her face. We tried to call for her, and she didnt respond. We resorted to poking her and shouting her name, and still no response. Shit we were beginning to get scared so we called the committee, and they tried to wake her up too by shouting and rocking her shoulders. Still no response. A committee even said that theres blood. Jesus. We just sat there scared to do anything. Finally we found some students from the neighbour lodge who happens to be medical students from another univ, and got them to check her up. They checked her heart beat, pupil and stuff. At the end she woke up, but they insisted to bring her to the hospital to make sure.

OK that was really interesting. Lots of new things happened this weekend. Which I guess is the point of living another day :)

Another crucial thing to remember: never ever ever ever resort yourself to live in the same bunk with guys. Jesus our bathroom smelt like puke and beer. I'm just now so glad to be back to civilization, with clean bathrooms and soft warm bed :)

Chile

Tonight the wine tastes strangely bitter. And it complements my heart.

FATTENING UP

I think I am on a sugar high. Hahahahahahaha doing all the reading and tons of homework over the weekend is taking its toll on me. And all the sugar intake these past few days too I guess. This is so funny. Everything is like double the funniness today.

I am procastinating. Cause I'm BEHIND with the homework and reading. Shit.

denica zegt:
ok cake im coming

denica zegt:
sorry guys cake is priority

Leigh zegt:
wtf u weirdo

Leigh zegt:
u are one huge food adict

denica zegt:
sssh!

[b]eyasu[/b] zegt:
'cake, i'm coming' EWWW SHE HAS A FOOD FETISH

[b]eyasu[/b] zegt:
nasty girl

denica zegt:
dont say that that loud

denica zegt:
its gonna hurt cake's feeling

denica zegt:
its got a tender heart

denica zegt:
like cream's

[b]eyasu[/b] zegt:
like whatever?

denica zegt:
u moron

Leigh zegt:
HAHA

denica zegt:
my god

[b]eyasu[/b] zegt:
shut the hell up and get fat you pig!

denica zegt:
the cream is taking its toll on me

denica zegt:
HAHAHAHAHAH

Leigh zegt:
LOOL duuuude

First Day of School ;-p

Well this has been the day that I've been waiting for quite a while (OK, pretty mych throughout my bum days). We didnt have to do anything much, just sit in between lectures given to explain pretty much everything we need to know about our study. Tomorrow, however, the brain is demanded. 9 AM, and case studies all day long.

Didnt get much sleep last night. No I wasnt too excited for my first day or anything. It's just last night it was raining quite bad, and the wind was really strong. I was sleeping soundly when all of the sudden my door creaked open slowly, wish a rush of cold wind, revealing a dark empty staircase. This happened 3 times, and my heart was pounding like a rabbit's.

At 2 PM, students are given the choice to leave or listen to the Prime Minister's words of welcome. We planned to come, so we went in and sat down at the first student's rows. We look around, there are flower bouquets everywhere, along with lots of cameras. Apparently its also live on the Dutch channels.

The formality of the room started choking us.

After some initial hesitation and a lot of laughter, me and two other guys decided to go get some lunch instead. The speech was also in Dutch. So yes, no loss there. We took the tram, and something really funny happened.

We were mocking each other, like we always do. And this friend was all about "Haha Denica is so retarded and stupid. Go home to China!"

And I was like, "Dude, I'm from Indonesia!"

"Yes but you're Chinese. Embrace that!"

He was teasing me, and I teased him for being Dutch. Although we both know what we're saying are NOT true. Chinese or Indonesian or Dutch are not stupid. Or retarded. We are though. We were laughing so hard some people in the tram started to laugh aswell. Probably at us.

Finally I said, "Hey can we go to the bank first? I need to ask some info about opening an account."

He said, "Pfft why do you want to go to the Dutch bank? Go to cing cong cung bank!"

OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

CING CONG CUNG BANK WTF HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.