I love the fact that after a few hours of no confessions, the confessions crew is now spamming my news feed with new ones! #cantdowithoutKULeuvenConfessions
Biggest childhood trauma is de death of Mufasa. #neverforget
I saw more rosse meisjes today in de letteren bib than throughout my whole life.
Aan de praeses van medica: studente eerste bach gnk ziet het wel zitten om met jou naar het galabal te gaan. Gij zijt echt een heet geval!
I once cheated on a proefexamen. That's just lame.
I think that every fuifke has to serve Fristi.
Last year I had an oral exam the day after the red devils played a match in Brazil. After the exam the prof asked me if I had watched the match at a café, naïve as I was I said "no, I had to study" on which she answered "too bad, now you wasted your time twice". #tochvriendelijkgelachen #trut
I think Rock Werchter could at least give us a few new good names for their line-up in these dark times of studying.
Searching for all your friend's names on Urban Dictionary. #justblokthings
I think we should reintroduce nap-time like in kindergarten but now in the library. "Bring your pillow, we'll take care of some beds for our precious baby's".
Prof Waelkens would be ne gezelligen bompa on famillefeeste.
Mijn mama zegt dat als ik het eventjes niet meer zie zitten ik niet mag vergeten dat ik een sterk takje ben!
As a guy who doesn't give a fuck about my GF shaving her legs, I make fun of her relentless insecurity when she stays over and hasn't shaved her legs. I also secretly like the feeling of it.
I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn't work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.