But there was good stuff too

Things never really go like you expect them to go. And yet it’s hard to tell yourself this when you don’t know what is about to come. As I told you, I was really scared of staying in Belgium this semester, because most of my friends would be gone, and I was afraid of having no one around to talk to, no one to go have a drink with, no one to just have around. In my mind I made up the worst scenarios, of course.

But things never really go as you expect them to go. In the end, it turned out to be above all a semester full of work, so much work, but not so much loneliness at all.
We were actually with five people of my year left in Belgium, of which four girls. Since we were kind of pushed into spending all this time together, we actually became good friends. In the past two years we could always have a chat, but now there was no chance of forming a group and sticking to it. So suddenly we got to know each other a lot better, and that was great. We went to dinner together sometimes, went to the movies, we made the best of our little group.
With one of them I went for a drink every now and then.  She’s the kind of person you can talk and talk with, and you know she will never tell anyone what you told her. Those evenings we spent in cafes were so much fun. And perhaps the best thing is that normally, we will go to Russia together next year. Having had this semester together made our friendship grow, so going to Russia next year is something to look forward to even more now!
So being part of this little group suddenly gave the opportunity of getting to know the other better, and it turned out very well.

Next to that I ended up renting a room which I very much liked (and like, still). Not only because of the location, but also because of the people living there as well. I got along very well with the girl living in the room under mine. She would sometimes just knock on my door to chat, or we would go eat in the kitchen together. I had two boy sliving next to me, both very kind boys, but one of them in particular became a good friend. I got the habit of knocking on his door every evening (if he was there, of course), so we could talk a little, or watch something on YouTube, and that would clear my mind so I could go to sleep without thinking of my assignments or how to translate a certain phrase, or when to translate part 10 – 20 of a book.

It’s incredibly nice to have people around so close, with who you can always go have a chat, or who will accompany you if you’re going to eat in the kitchen (there’s a common kitchen for all of us). Having all these people around made these months so much better. Of course there were still some other friends and my brother around, but these people were unexpected, and much closer since I had class with them or lived in the same house as them.

This was not the hell I expected it to be, thank god. It still sucks that I had to stay, I missed my friends, and we had so much work to do, but in the end I’ve made some great memories this semester as well. There was a dark side, but also a big bright side that I enjoyed a whole lot. This might just be a good reminder that wherever I go, I’m likely to meet new friends, and that things aren’t always as terrifying as they may seem. Huzzah 🙂

Leave a comment


  1. Very nice post. I have experienced the same thing in my lifetime and it is always a pleasant surprise to meet someone you can get close to and share things with while you’re away from familiar family and friends.

  2. Well, flipping hell!

    It’s good to hear that things actually worked out very well after experiencing such disappointment earlier in the year.

    And when you think of the collapse of the Russian ruble over the last couple of days, I wonder if those who did go are feeling a tad nervous…

    • In fact it makes us rich people once in Russia… I don’t think they’re much concerned about that though – the coming semester only one of them will stay there.

      I’m started to fear that those problems wll become my problems though… I’m going to cry if I can’t go to Russia because of all the current troubles.

  3. When the intent is pure, even the bad turns out to be good. A great read, keep writing 🙂

    • Well, turning out good, let’s say there still was a big good part about it, but it didn’t wipe out the bad part…
      Thank you!

      • I agree with that but, we should focus upon the good 🙂

      • You are right, makes life easier and stuff. That’s one of the reasons for writing this post too – to point out that there was good stuff despite everything that went wrong. But for me it’s really hard to forget that. I can see the good side of it, but the bad side will always be there as well, it’s just part of the situation.

        I read on your profile that you never complain, but you see, I do 😉 But hey, I think in nuances, so it’s something!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: