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Hello! I'm graduating this year from the double master degree of Industrial Ecology en Science Communication at TU Delft. This blog is about my final year at TU; how do I get sick of TU Delft so I can start my "grown up life" without getting too nostalgic the rest of my life about "my" University. Enjoy reading :)



De meningen ge-uit door medewerkers en studenten van de TU Delft en de commentaren die zijn gegeven reflecteren niet perse de mening(en) van de TU Delft. De TU Delft is dan ook niet verantwoordelijk voor de inhoud van hetgeen op de TU Delft weblogs zichtbaar is. Wel vindt de TU Delft het belangrijk - en ook waarde toevoegend - dat medewerkers en studenten op deze, door de TU Delft gefaciliteerde, omgeving hun mening kunnen geven.

Posted in January 2012

Floppy tower

TU Delft is not the first place where you would expect art. But, we do have some nice statues (one is even so nice, it got stolen 3 weeks ago); and our newest acquisition is the floppy tower. I was skeptic about the floppy tower. I saw it before it was finished, and to me it looked pretty stupid. Just a couple of metal boxes stacked on top of each other. But, I owe the makers of the floppy tower my sincere apologies. Now it’s installed I find the way the tower waves gently in the wind awesome! I reminds me of the lava lamp I used to have, just soft slow movement that has a mesmerising power So TU Delft people; if you feel stressed, stare at the floppy and let the calm movement soothe your brain. Good luck!








The Floppy Tower 
Photo by Floppy creator Sjoerd Oberman) 





The Floppy in the dark installed on a platform in the little lake in front of Industrial Design (Photo by Steffen de Jonge)



I love sitting next to a fire in the middle of the winter. Outside in the freezing cold; your front is getting too hot and your back too cold (the solution is to heat your bum from time to time before it freezes off). My friends are there as well; the fire is in my backyard. I live in this super special place in Delft; my house used to be squatted, but the squatters bought it and turned it into a piece of paradise. So, we have a big garden with a fireplace!

In the house I lived before we used to do stuff with fire as well, every year a couch would be burned and thrown of the balcony. When I came to Delft, this shocked me greatly (actually it still does). One new years eve, at the house where I used to live, a fire was started in the middle of the student housing complex (Jacoba van Beierenlaan) and they threw a piano on the fire. Somebody started playing (!!) the piano while it was burning. Crazy stuff, it makes me think Delft engineers are pyromaniacs by heart. Well, lately I enjoy the smaller fires in my backyard, yes, I’m getting grown up and boring (and I love it!)  


The humble fire of yesterday

















At my old house, throwing burning couches from the balcony (photo taken in 2004)

Brain pain!

My eyes sting, my brain feels like it has been replaced by cotton balls and my fingers swell up. No, I’m not sick, I just spend another entire day behind the computer working on my graduation project. Thinking hurts, especially when you do it from 9 to 6 behind a screen. Why don’t you take more breaks, you might think. Well, I take loads of breaks, but my brain keeps on working during the break so there is no brain salvation during these 7 minutes off.

But, there is hope; I learnt how to avoid the worst signs of brain tiredness. The best thing you can do is to walk for a bit in the cold at the TU Delft campus. Especially the wind near EWI (Electrical Engineering, Mathematics and Computer science) blows the cotton balls right out of your brain. My second tip is: Leave your laptop at the campus. In this way you can’t do work and you are free to spend the evening watching stupid shows on the laptop of a friend, a good way to relax the brain (I recommend O’Hanlons heroesDe Wereld draait door and Life’s too short). My last tip is to embrace the braintiredness; this is probably my last time that I can spend so much time thinking about one problem because this is my last TU project; so I’ll try to enjoy it as long as it lasts :).  


Ebay addict

My boyfriend got me hooked on Ebay! My philosophy in life is: Never buy new clothes [only if they are from Garcia, my sister is Garcia’s brand manager and I can go to their sample sale and buy new clothes that they throw away if nobody buys them]. I know all the second hand stores in Delft and even most of them in other cities. I don’t buy new clothes, I’m a hippie, I believe in recycling and I do that with a lot of passion. There is one downfall to this philosophy: I look kind of crappy. It’s difficult to find nice second hand clothes, and to be honest, maybe I always just pick out the weird stuff from the second hand pile because that’s my "style".

But, I want to stop looking a bit crappy; I’m doing my graduation project and after graduating I want people to believe I’m a woman who will do a great job if they hire me. Also, I still get checked when I buy alcohol (and I’m 26!), I hope a more mature clothing style will help to put a stop to this embarrassing experience. But where do you find nice, second hand clothes? On Ebay! And my boyfriend is an expert. He has all these fancy pancy Gucci shirts, Prada pants and Dolce Gabbana jackets, and he spends next to nothing on clothes! It’s a miracle .. a real life Ebay fairytale. So he showed me how to do this (get designer clothes for little money) and now I’m spending valuable "work on your graduation project" time online finding my new wardrobe. Hmm.. let’s hope my future boss is not a hippie who prefered the old Merel; maybe I’ll keep the crappy clothes just in case.



Did you spot the balloons in Delft yet? Somebody likes painting them everywhere, and they always make me smile. Hopefully you too!  

TU Delft in the press

I’m always proud when my University is in the newspapers. And lately that has happened often! This morning, on page 8 of de Volkskrant (this is a very well read newspaper in the Netherlands) there was a big picture of TU Delft students who had the honour to talk to astronaut. 3 pages further, there was a message talking about a new professor at TU. So that’s the bright side of being a well known University, it’s awesome to be in the news.

Or does it have its downsides too? Oh yeah, it does! I work next to my studies as a freelance science journalist. I know all about choosing how to frame a story. Are I´m writing about this amazing technology and the possibities it gives for the future? Or am I scaring people by writing about the dangers attached to this new scary development? This also happens to TU Delft. Previous week an article said: TU Delft makes studies easier because students are too slow. This is a very negative frame; the journalist could have also chosen to say: TU Delft takes a critical look to the studyload of their courses to make sure students don’t get a fine from the Dutch Government. The last one doesn’t cause panic amongst students who are proud of their TU Delft degree and don’t want it to be worth less because the studyload goes down. My message of the day, don’t panic because of big headlines, always take a deep breath, read the entire story and see how the TU Delft themself react to it.

Newspaper article of this morning!

Love letter weirdness

A year ago, somebody gave me super weird loveletter… I put it in a box underneath my bed and forgot all about it. Yesterday I found it again and it gave me a huge big smile; so I thought, why not write about it? 

Let me take you back to a year ago, the scene is set in Brighton (England). Nora, my Hungarian friend, lived in Brighton during her bachelor studies, and we stayed at the house where she used to live. One night we want to a bar. The music was amazing, this African band played the stars from the sky [I hope this is an English expression as well]; I really loved the music! As a result, I danced like crazy (actually, I do dance crazy, the loveletter reffers to that). Also, my tights were too tight, so I cut holes in them near my feet so you could see my green and pink sock through the tights. I looked weird; but I didn’t care because I was on holidays. I was so hot from dancing that I decided to go outside, where my friends were smoking. I took photo’s from them, when this guy came up to me. He pressed a note in my hand and said: "please don’t throw this away". I didn’t think about it and put it in my bum bag. 

The next day, I woke up and just had this really cool day. Friends of Nora squated a garden that we visited and worked in and we gathered some food for dinner. In the evening I opened my bum bag and found this weird note I couldn’t really make sense of. "Beats that moved my bum bag"? "Pre ps: I know this is really rubbish"? "Also my name is JoeTooJoooo 107783198550"? I never called, and still feel a bit bad about it. On the bright side, if you, my dearest reader, ever gave somebody a loveletter and that person ignored it, maybe something happened similar to me. I was just on a holiday, I’m not picking up English people! Next to that, the phonenumber had 12 numbers (??) so it probably wouldn’t work even if I had called. But finding the note did make me happy, and refinding it yesterday also made me smile. The moral of the story, if you see a nice girl and you want to approach her, do the old fashioned thing and scribble her a love letter. Maybe she will never respond, but she might keep it and feel really special because of it :). Go romance! 

The Bar
The Loveletter

Stop trashing your christmas tree!

Have you seen them dying at the side of the road? It’s the annual christmas tree massacre! Yesterday I walked with my friend Hester through Delft, and every house has put their used up (?) christmas tree outside. I think it’s such a contrast, the tree stands for family, being together, enjoying each others company … well at least for a bit, in the new year it’s just a pile of waste. 

I don’t get it. Why would you put energy in growing a tree, buying a tree and decorating a tree just to throw it away 3 weeks later? Why wouldn’t you replant the three and dig it up next year? In return to keeping your christmas tree alive, you save money and you build a lasting relationship with this awesome tree that you use over and over. My parents do that [goooooo parents!!], but they also have a huge garden.

If you don’t have a huge garden (or you think christmas trees are ugly in your garden) you can rent a tree. The 
sustainable Do it Yourself store rent trees to families and after christmas they plant the tree in a forrest. So please, next year. Think about the poor tree, struggling to grow only to have his tree weeks in the spotlights in your house. Rent one, or … (I can’t believe I’m about to say this) buy a plastic one and reuse the plastic tree over and over. Believe me, that much more sustainable. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year! 


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