Things I Wish I Knew Before I Started IS: Lelani Antar

In this series, the senior members of BAISmag reflect on their experiences in studying IS so far and provide advice for the incoming first-year students. This week, Managerial Editor Lelani Antar shares her experiences and revelations regarding the “good habits I started” of her first year at Leiden University Campus The Hague. I have only…

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Things I Wish I Knew Before I Started IS: Rosalie de Beus

In this series, the senior members of BAISmag reflect on their experiences in studying IS so far and provide advice for the incoming first-year students. This week, Editor-in-Chief Rosalie de Beus shares her experiences and revelations regarding the “expectations vs reality” of her first year at Leiden University Campus The Hague.  I’ve been looking forward…

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The Country Offroad – Julián Shaw

Freedom looks like the other side of a river, and it’s protected by a fence. Freedom looks like a desert, and it burns like the scorching sun above. Freedom looks like the country ahead – the country offroad. Just a century ago, countless ships stopped at two islands, one west and one east of thisland.…

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What is to be done when you hear the call? – Ana Oleart

The door closed but not before I was able to catch the final and faintest gleam of her auburn hair reflecting the light on her night stand. Oh how I would miss that sight… But what was to be done? She had looked sad. Scratch that, she was sad, and so was I. But what…

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Winding Path, Whispers Sweet – Nils Hiddink

Winding Path of stripes threefold, one high and two stripes low Does cross hill and peak above, and stream and depth below Of eternal twist and weave, of no beginning, of ending far Of dents and holes, of prints and pieces, of memory and scar . . Soreness in feet, fatigue in legs, and eyes…

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The Wackiness Within the Patriarchy

Author: Lelani Antar The patriarchy is this seemingly abstract concept that creates so much controversy and buzz, it can make one dizzy. Both online and offline discourse surrounding the topic often turns into a battlefield of numerous studies and statistics molded to fit an individual’s agenda. While I find myself open to new perspectives, the…

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Last Night Atop This Hill

Author: Julian Shaw Moonlight bounces off puddles, casting shadows on the wrinkles of my skin. Sadden stars proudly pierce my retina, birthing an image within my head. I see the reflection of an old man, the identity of some stranger which I inhabit. The hollow cast of what once was, a memory of what could…

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About Last Night – 3AM on a Monday

Author: Ana Oleart I lay still in the middle of the night. I reach for the phone on my nightstand: 3am on a Monday, great.  Your heavy breathing, unperturbed by my insomnia, is the only sound in the cold still night. That and the changing numbers and dancing lights on my phone are the only…

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