A friend of mine once peed against the bar in Dulci, I had to throw him out myself because I work there.
A few weeks ago, I saw this really handsome man in a bar in Leuven. We made eyecontact like three times in a row, and I was kinda drunk so I approached him. But then he told me that his girlfriend was coming. Ten minutes later, she entered. It was my prof.
A few weeks ago in the Red & Blue in Antwerp I had to take a serious shit so I rushed to the toilets, opened the door, sat down, took a shit and then realized I was sitting on a girls' lap. If you read this: I'm so sorry Sofie!
I always eat my bokes me choco with a stuk kaas or salami.
When my mum tells me to go outside and get some fresh air: "but mum, I opened my window, like, yesterday".
When da mamaa'ke in the room komt, fast the pc dichtklappen.
I wonder if the admins already posted one of their own confessions.
I think those Abercrombie and Hollister dudes are really stupid because I think diejen tijd is really over now and really who still wears those kleren anyway?
Just like Socrates, the only thing I know right now is that I know nothing.
I wish there will be a good jazzcafé in Leuven someday.
I always cut my pizza in 16 pieces. Because when I've already eaten the biggest part of it, I can think, 'oh yeah, I still have 7 (or something) pieces' and then I'm happy.
I never study on the day I've had an exam. Even if my next exam is only two or three days away and I know I can't afford a long break.
I participted with the ketnekroket when I was young and I was right from the first time. #twashetdriehoekske
Everytime I look at a calender I want to cry.