Σ'αγαπώ.

"Σ'αγαπω" αναφωνησε το κοριτσι καθως γελουσε. Δεν της φανηκε περιεργο. Ήταν μια έκφραση που συνηθιζε να λεει. Το αγόρι κοκκαλωσε. Δεν περιμενε να ακουσει κατι παρόμοιο. Οι λεξεις που επελεξε να προφερει το κοριτσι και τα εκατονταδες ερωτηματα που κρυβονταν απο πισω τους εκαναν το αγορι σκεπτικο. "Μ'αγαπας; Στ'αληθεια;" ρωτησε το αγορι με απορία στα ματια. Εκεινη τρομαξε. Κοιτουσε το αγορι που μεχρι πριν μερικα λεπτα μιλουσε ανετα και γελουσε με την καρδια του και στο ακουσμα των λεξεων εμοιαζε λες και τον πηγαιναν σε εκτελεστικο αποσπασμα. Παρ' ολ' αυτά χωρις να χασει το χαμογελο της του απαντησε ηρεμα: "Φυσικα σ'αγαπω. Σ'αγαπω οπως αγαπω ενα φιλο μου ή τους γονεις μου. Σ'αγαπω οπως αγαπω μια καλη ταινια ή τη μυρωδια του καφε. Σ'αγαπω οπως αγαπω τη σοκολατα, το χιονι, ενα καλο βιβλιο, τα παρδαλα παπουτσια, τη λεξη "κλαξον" ή να παταω ξερα φυλλα το φθινοπωρο. Σ'αγαπω οπως αγαπω τον ερωτα, χωρις ομως αυτο να σημαινει πως σε ερωτευομαι."...

άκυρες σκέψεις

Έχω μια ροζ γόβα. Είναι ψηλή και όμορφη. Οι φίλες μου συχνά την κουτσομπολεύουν και τη θαυμάζουν.

Τα Χριστούγεννα πλησιάζουν. Θέλω να στολίσω δέντρο και να ψωνίζω δώρα μέσα στο κρύο και τ'αγιάζι μέχρι που να μην αντέχω άλλο. Και μετά να καθίσω σε ένα καφέ δίπλα στο τζάκι και να πιω ζεστή σοκολάτα.

Έκοψα τα μαλλιά μου. Μου αρέσουν έτσι. Είμαι εγώ. Πεθαίνω να δω την αντίδρασή σου. Αλλά φοβάμαι λίγο. Ελπίζω τουλάχιστον να αντιδράσεις.

Θα φάω ψαρόσουπα. Θα καθίσω στο τραπέζι με τους γονείς μου και τον αδερφό μου και θα κάνουμε πλάκα. Μετά θα πούνε τα νέα τους. Και θα βαριέμαι. Και μετά θα αρχίσω να λέω βλακείες. Και θα γελάμε όλοι μαζί. Και θα περάσουμε καλά.

Θέλω να σ'αγκαλιάσω. Και να μείνω εκεί για πάντα. Και να σε κοιτάζω. Και που και που να μου δίνεις και κανένα φιλί. Και θα είμαι χαρούμενη.

Λέω να μην πάω στη φυσική. Έτσι απλά από αντίδραση. Δε μ'αρέσει να υποστηρίζω τις μαλακίες του κάθε ηλίθιου επειδή αυτός είναι πεπεισμένος πως οι ιδέες του είναι σωστές.


:)

κρυφές επιθυμίες

Θα ήθελα να είναι Χριστούγεννα. Και να είμαι πέντε χρονών. Θα ήθελα επίσης να είμαι στον κόσμο μου. Και να με νοιάζει μόνο να παίξω. Και να μην κοιμηθώ την Πρωτοχρονιά. Θα ήθελα να πιστεύω στον Αϊ Βασίλη. Τις προάλλες είδα μια κυρία στο δρόμο. Ήταν παχουλή και φορούσε ένα φωσφοριζέ φόρεμα και γυαλιστερά παπούτσια. Ήταν σαν να την πήραν από το τσίρκο. Ίσως θα ήθελα να είμαι αυτή. Θα ήθελα επίσης να είμαι ο Αϊ Βασίλης. Ή μία από τις πριγκίπισσες του Disney. Αλλά αυτές είναι βαρετές. Θα ήθελα όμως να είμαι ο Μόγλυ ή ο Ταρζάν. Θα ήθελα να είμαι στον κόσμο μου. Και να μη με νοιάζει τίποτα. Και ταυτόχρονα θέλω να είμαι μια μικρή ιδιοφυΐα. Και ένας σούπερ ήρωας. Μάλλον θα ήθελα να είμαι τρελή.

Ίσως και να είμαι τελικά..

χαμογελαω :)

Σε σκεφτομαι. σε σκεφτομαι συνεχεια. Δεν το καταλαβαινω. Δεν ειναι λογικο. Δεν μου εχει ξανασυμβει. Ψαχνω απεγνωσμενα το βλεμμα σου. Υποκυπτω στο χαμογελο σου. Προσπαθω να καταλαβω τι με τραβαει σε σενα. Δεν μπορω να σκεφτω. Δεν μπορω να κρυφτω. Σε σκεφτομαι συνεχεια. Και χαμογελαω. Χαμογελαω ασταματητα. Με κοιτας και χανομαι. Χανομαι στο βλεμμα σου. Προσεχω καθε λεξη σου. Καθε εκφραση του προσωπου σου. Προφερεις το ονομα μου και καθε φορα εντυπωσιαζομαι. Κρυωνω και αναζητω την αγκαλια σου. Περπατω και προσπαθω να ειμαι τελεια. Αλλες φορες τελεια, αλλες φορες απλα ο εαυτος μου. Με κοιτας και χαμογελαω. Χαμογελανε και τα αυτια μου. Και δεν μπορω να παψω να χαμογελαω. Μαλλον δειχνω χαζοχαρουμενη. Ισως και χαζη. Τι μου συμβαινει; Μηπως δεν ειμαι καλα; Αλλα νιωθω υπεροχα. Και για τωρα μου αρκει.

Δεν ξερω γιατι.

Μπαίνω μέσα. Κοιτώ γύρω μου. Τίποτα ενδιαφέρον. Αράζω. Μπαίνεις κι εσύ. Προσπαθώ να φανώ φυσιολογική. Δεν ξέρω γιατί. Μιλάς. Οι άλλοι σε γράφουν. Εγώ σου απαντώ. Μου προτείνεις κάτι να ακούσω. Κάτι σου λένε. Νευριάζεις. Δε μ' ακούς. Μου μιλάς. Σου μιλάω. Μιλάμε. Ζητάς το βιβλίο που κρατώ. Σου φαίνεται ενδιαφέρον. Εντυπωσιάζομαι. Δεν περίμενα να σου φανεί ενδιαφέρον. "Κάποια στιγμή θα μου το δανείσεις αυτό" μου λες. Τα χάνω για λίγο. Δεν ξέρω γιατί. Ψάχνω να βρω κάτι να πω. Δεν ξέρω γιατί. "Ναι, αμέ! Γιατί όχι;" απαντώ τελικά. Το ξανασκέφτομαι. Κακή ιδέα. Έπρεπε να σου ζητήσω να μου το θυμίσεις. Δεν πειράζει. Μιλάμε κι άλλο. Νιώθω χαρούμενη. Δεν ξέρω γιατί. Πρέπει να φύγω. Σε χαιρετώ. Πάω σπίτι. Ακούω αυτό που μου πρότεινες. Ξανά και ξανά. Σε σκέφτομαι. Δεν ξέρω γιατί. Δε μ' αρέσεις. Δεν είσαι όμορφος. Αλλά μ' αρέσεις. Μα δε σε ξέρω. Μ' αρέσεις. Δεν ξέρω γιατί.

This summer...

This summer was a little different from the other summers of my life. I can't say it wasn't nice, it's summer! :P But it was weird. I was used to spend my summer here, in Rhodes. This time I spent almost a month in England(2 weeks in a campus in oxford and a week with my family in an apartment in london). I can say it was very interesting going away from home, two weeks alone, no family, no friends.. But it was very difficult for me to speak with other people, to make friends, to feel comfortable. And I don't think I had the time of my life... But, I had been in England before so I loved that I could experience every single road near to our house and every interesting restaurant and shop without doing sightseeing which I find quite boring. I had the opportunity to live in an appartment and a university, to go for a walk into the colourful market, to find all the pretty cafes and to eat a lot of muffins and biscuits. I had the opportunity to learn how they live. Anyway, I came back with a lot of photos, a lot of new things I bought there and a few memories.

When "different" can be considered as "normal" everything can be perfect.

A music festival, a party, a chance to feel popular, or unknown, or just a concert. Encircled by a lot of familiar faces she was standing there, in front of the stage, in her wierd -for her environment- clothes, squashed, trying to take some photos. However, she was feeling very happy and for the first time in her life "not wierd". She was somewhere where the people around her were just like her, different, and that feeling made her want to bond with the audience and dance. After a while, the singer of the band looked at her and smiled. Now, everything was perfect. :)

old stories

Today, with two friends of mine we went to a cafe-bar with greek rock music and great decoration, I loved this place. We really wanted beers.. but they didn't give us so we compromised with coffee. Anyway, we started talking for silly things and after some time we told something about boyfriends and then we were analyzing this theme for two hours.. We said things about ourselves years ago as children, how did we react with boys and how wrong we were. Here is one of the stories I said. Someday, I used to like a boy, he never seemed to care so I decided to get over him, after a long time I heard from somebody that he was with some girl and I was curious to see how was she. Maybe that was a wrong decision because the only thing I realized was that she was exacly like me, much more beautiful but exacly like me.. And that made me feel I was stupid and ugly. After a lot of thinking I changed my mind. I realized that I was happy with his decision. He never liked me because it wasn't meant to be but he liked somebody who was like me so he could like me. And that thought made me feel better, interesting and maybe beautiful... :)

REST IN PEACE

Hedwig

Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody

Ted Tonks

Dirk Cresswell

Dobby

Fred Weasley

Remus Lupin

Nymphadora Tonks

Colin Creevey

50 unknown teachers & students

SEVERUS SNAPE

:'(

about me :)

Hello theree! How are you guys? I missed you so much but I had no time to post anything. I'm trying so hard to do all those things and in the end of the day I'm always exhausted. After school I have to do my homework and then english and capoeira lessons. There are days I come back home at 10:15. Additionally I have lessons on Friday too.. My schedule sometimes makes me feel like dead. Anyway, from now I promise to do my best to post more things! I know I have questions to answer, I'm sorry Magda and Elv, I'll try to make a post with them some other time. Actually is Wednesday 23:41 and I supposed to be asleep. I don't wanna sleep. I wanna write! I have sooo many things to tell you.. I have photos from the summer(not many, but there are some). I have news too. The most important?

-I have a new haircut! :D
-I have a new laptop! C: (But I can't connect it to the internet -.-)
-I'm going to go to NY for the Christmas! *yayyyz*
-I have some ideas for photos.. (not that wow :P)

Now..
There is a small about me.. some pictures that describe me and a list of things which make me happy. :D

1. Walking in the old town.
2. Nick Hornby's books.
3. The sea.. (anytime)
4. My rings, or generally.. RINGS! :D
5. Swedco
6. Corona beers! :$
7. Anything vintage
8. Bob Marley's music.
9. Beautiful, colourful houses.
10. THE SUN! :)
11. Teddy-bears >
12. My camera!
13. First day in job.
14. Chocolate.. yummey!
15. Intresting blogs.
16. Wierd necklaces and bracelets.
17. Colourful socks.
18. Gammon :P
19. The quotes you remember and laugh out loud when everybody is looking at you.. ^^
20. A warm cappuccino.



21. Hats.
22. Looking at people with nice styling.
23. Beautiful perfumes.
24. Old book's or record's smell.
25. "I love you"
26. Daisies
27. Happy ends
28. Vespas
29. Mini coopers
30. Markers, pens and pencils.
31. Summer fruits :D
32. Green apples.
33. Singing(even though my voice sucks :P)
34. Christmas
35. Bookstores.
36. Ice cream
37. Passers-by
38. Concerts.
39. Buying cds.
40. Generally buying stuff(ok, it's called shopping, I know :$)



41. SUPERMAN!
42. My ipod.
43. My english lesson.
44. Stay with the salt on your skin all day long :)
45. Pyjamas ;D
46. The last day of school!
47. PARTIES! :D
48. My bed!.. after an exhausting day ;)
49. Painters in the middle of the street.
50. Tourists with huge cameras. :P
51. People who smile all the time :)
52. Cool sunglasses.
53. The taste of praline.
54. Headphones
55. Free-press :D
56. Fruit juices
57. LOST
58. Capoeira
59. Coffee's smell (:



60. People with bicycles.
61. Making someone smile :)
62. Music in the road
63. Chrismas' trees.
64. Santaa :D
65. PHOTOGRAPHYY!
66. Amadeus conversations..
67. Mareveya's songs :D
68. Decoupage
69. My colourful nails :P
70. Sunset.
71. New haircuts.
72. My family and my friends (:
73. Cooking
74. My job.
75. Bic pens
76. Listening music aloud in the car.
77. Dr martens
78. The pc game with the little monsters :P
79. Memories



80. Movies
81. Cinema
82. Scarfs
83. Wooden boats.
84. Tigers
85. Pinguins
86. Pandas
87. Like silly pages on fb :P
88. Save the queen clothes :D
89. Travelling..
90. Our quotes :D
91. My room :)
92. Holidays
93. SUMMER :D
94. Deathnote
95. Shaman king
96. Dramacon
97. School trips ;P
98. Volleyball
99. Crazy lists :P
100. Harry Potter and LotR. :D
101. ΑΒΓΔ :D

I just have no idea.

hello my dear bloggers. :)

Slowly, slowly summer ends and winter starts.. Every single day I say to myself how much I hate school, how much I DON'T want to start. I will miss my best friend. I will have lot of homeworks and I will not go out every day. I have no idea if this winter I will be happy, if I will meet people, make new friends, pass proficiency, be more creative, start studding, post more things, but these are my aims for this winter. (I know people have plans or aims in the new year's eve, I'm wierd you should know that ;P)I have know idea if I have missed my friends too. I'm sad for saying that but it's true. (And that is the reason we supposed to have blog. Right? :/) All the years before I was happy when school started.. But this year things were different. One of my friends left from school and know we talk rarely, or never. Until now everyone(actually not everyone but a lot of people) liked me or that I thought and now is like everyone hates me. Of course I have good memories from this year but they are not enough... This time they are just "not enough". I cried a lot. I had much free time to think. This was just a bad year. But in fact I have missed the certitude of the winter. I have missed to stay home, cook and watch movies. I have missed Christmas, cold, the flavor of a warm cappuccino (or just hot chocolate), my mom's soups, my english lessons, my winter's clothes.. I belive I have missed the routine. And this is too wierd for me.





and a song I really love..

music or lyrics?

hello! :) how are you? hope you missed me.. the last few days I'm trying to think something to write but I had no ideas.. :S
yesterday with my best friend we said something about music and lyrics.. the question was "music or lyrics are more important for you?". she answered music. she said "I listen greek, english, italian and japanese music. Do I understand the lyrics? No, but I still like it" and that made me think. I believe that I can listen a song with perfect lyrics and not that good music, but a song with awful lyrics.. no, I think I can't listen it. Maybe it depends from the kind of music and the language..
So I ask you, what in your opinion is more important in a song? music or lyrics? (:




love that moviee <3

a different world in the middle of the town

hello. I told some days before that when I have free time I will post the second part of the "huge post".. so here I am. today and tomorrow I have a day off and today I woke up at 12 o'clock and I'm so proud of my self cause I slept 11 and a half hours.. I really needed it!

monastiraki.. a different world in the middle of the town.. two weeks ago when I was in athens we decided to go to monastiraki. I was surprised. It was like I went somewhere else. Until now I was beliving that Athens isn't a good destination for the summer, but I was wrong. Walking in monastiraki I realized that a place like that with this mood and character is unique.






















ps. I supposed to post this yesterday.. :)

good night ;)