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Trip down memory lane, the most memorable stories of my student life

Trip down memory lane, the most memorable stories of my student life

I am currently working from the university library of the TU Delft while I am writing this and couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. What is a graduated person is doing back at the place where blood, sweat and tears have shed? Delft’s university library is one of the nicest workplaces around, which makes me come back every once in a while when my buddies are working on their thesis here. While we’re here, let’s go on a little trip down memory lane of the highlights in my time as a student.

Party so hard you fall off the stairs and meet a Victoria Secret model

The first year in University was all about partying and having fun. You could find me in the bars and clubs every Thursday, Friday or Saturday night and fresh and awake for class in the morning. I particularly remember this theme party where everyone had to wear pink and purple. It was a legendary party as I fell down the stairs and got picked up by five guys and another certain person I know had to hide under the bar, because she was being hunted by two guys at the same time (and yes, it was her fault for flirting with both). That same party we also saw the beautiful Doutzen Kroes while she was supporting her then boyfriend and DJ Sunnery James who was playing the party. Seeing Doutzen made our night basically.

The Russian night train experience

If have never been the backpacker kind of girl, so when I was 22 and on a study trip to Russia it was my first time ever on a night train. And what a horrible experience that was. Probably cause the cheapest ticket on a night train from St. Petersburg to Moscow was not the best one to start your night train experience with. There were scary drunk Russian men, small folding beds and smelly bathrooms. The trip was all well worth it when we got to Moscow where we visited a construction site of a new metro station, located 60 meter below ground level. The Russian safety standard is a bit different compared to The Netherlands or the UK, but hey, it was a real adventure.

Getting naked in Seoul

The second year of my Master’s I was asked to take part in the study trip committee. Since I was having the most fun in Russia the year before, I figured why not? Even better, if I would have a say in the destination and program. Especially that last part was something I really enjoyed. I tried to fill the program with amazing construction site visits to the Lotte World Tower and Gangnam Ringway, alternated with karaoke, barbeque and getting naked in a traditional Korean bath house. The spa visit was a true ice breaker since it required everyone to be naked (men and women separated though, it was still a study trip).

Extending our Indonesian internship visa in Singapore

Before graduating, Ashley and I managed to take on a three-month internship in Jakarta. We were excited to learn more about working in a different culture and having a true abroad experience. What we were even more excited about were the extra trips to Bali and Singapore we started planning right away. As interns, we didn’t have days off. Luckily for us our visa would expire before the internship ends, therefore a trip to Singapore was required. While we were there anyways, we made sure to see the Marina Bay Sands (probably my favourite building ever), enjoy the gardens by the bay, visit the Singapore Zoo, shop at Orchard road, drink bubble teas and eat ice cream sandwiches at Clarke Quay.

Let’s not forget the endless study dates in the library, IKEA dinners and spontaneous nights out that ended into dancing out of the car’s sunroof while getting McDonalds from the drive-thru. What are your best memories of your student life? Let us know in the comments below. Stay tuned for Ashley’s fondest memories this Thursday! For those of you starting a fresh year in University in the new year: good luck and enjoy!

Memories of my life as a student

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