By kristazwart

I'm a California girl who wears her heart on her sleeve and always has her head in the clouds. I currently live in the Netherlands and am attending university at a small honors liberal arts college in the south. I have an artist's soul, a corny sense of humor, and a ravenous mind that hunts down the meaning of life everywhere I go. I love traveling, learning, questioning, experiencing, and am an anthropology and political science major who loves to write and make up stories about the absurdity of the world we live in. Like reading my posts? Please follow!

MMMbop

Ba duba dop Ba du bop, ba duba dopBa du bop, ba duba dop Ba du, yeah-e-yeah “MMMbop represents a frame of time or the futility of life.”–Zac Hanson It reached international success in 1997…with it’s chorus literally a teeny-bop jingle of nonsense. It’s got an upbeat, optimistic sound, and according to one of it’s writers, it’s about hanging onto the relationships you have cultivated, as everything else comes and goes. Enter “Krista’s Life” from left center stage. MMMbop is the same age as me, and from the sound of it, we’re both going through a bit of a life…

Four Years In Review

18 Graduated high school Belgium w/Lulu–it was my first trip without parents Luxembourg w/Semra–the start of our best friendship, first time either of us hosteled Got stranded on the train with nowhere to go, and an almost dead phone–Tobias was my superhero Learned how to live in The Netherlands Ireland & England w/Sem Italy–first time traveling solo to a country I’d never been to nor knew the language Finished first year of college before I turned 19 19 Sacramento & Davis–Greyhound bus experience & Kyle’s freshman dorm Random internship w/Lindsay Car crash–silently saw our lives flash in front of us…

The Back Page Chronicles

Three hooded figures walk into The Back Page, I was sipping a Bulmers, waiting for one of them. The first has black hair and hazel eyes. He’s about my height, and he’s from California. He was my teenage dream, my first real crush. We went on dates, refusing to call them so. He was my first dance, my first car ride with the windows down, my first dictionary filled with inside jokes. He sits down across from me and looks me squarely in the eye. “It’s been a long time” I say, “How have you been? It’s really good to…

Diakonos

By George I think I’ve found it! I think I found the church that I’m meant to be a part of while I’m here in Dublin, and I feel so good and so relieved and so happy, I feel like I’m flying on the wings of Jesus. There are old people, young people, contemporary music, great sermons, are incredibly friendly and welcoming, and have a ton of different languages and nationalities present. It’s not too big, not too small, and seems to be growing rapidly while keeping it’s feet firmly planted in what matters most about teaching the Word of…

Dublin Writer’s Museum

“I think being a woman is a bit like being Irish. Everyone says you’re important and nice, but you take second best all the time”–Iris Murdoch Lately I’ve been trying to get a job working at a museum. I don’t think it’s going to work, but nevertheless I’m trying. The museum that I had my eye on, other than my favorite Leprechaun Museum (see Ireland spring break post in March 2016), is the Dublin Writer’s Museum. So today being another day off for me, meant that I went on a little field trip with a side solicitation. And then my…