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Dec 16 2011

Of Our Elaborate Plans, The End.

I realised today that a love story is not officially over until it’s over. And when do you know for sure that it is over? When you are included in a mass email.

This morning I woke up, made my breakfast, and sat in front of my computer to write. Being in a romantic mood, I thought perhaps I’d write about freedom, beauty, truth and love, but once again the cynical world out there made a noticeable appearance through my e-mails. Seeing the name of a strong past love as the sender in one of them, I all at once felt warm, and opened it with a loving smile, only for that smile to suddenly freeze on my face when I started reading it. Looking more like Joker than Angeliki, I quickly realised that it was a mass e-mail, sent to everyone the guy knew, which said the following: ‘Good morning all, I hope you’re having a good day, and an even nicer winter so far! The spring is now almost here and the summer will soon follow’. ‘Thanks for the insight’, I whispered to myself, seeing the million different reasons for which that man was an ex. ‘I hope to see you all guys soon and we get the chance to catch up. Have a great day’. Having completely destroyed any possibility of me having a good day, I left the flat and went to meet a friend in order to complain.

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Mar 02 2011

Not a hacker, not yet a spy

‘How did you get in’? ‘Um… The door was open’…?

This morning I was woken up by a phone call. A friend in hysteria was crying and shouting from the other side: ‘He left! I don’t know where he went! He just walked out last night and hasn’t come back since’… I realised how important that was, so I tried to get it together and offer her any help I could. ‘What happened? Tell me exactly how this happened and we’ll fix it, don’t worry’. She tried to calm herself down. ‘He found pictures… And e-mails’… I was shocked. All I managed was ‘of you’?… She sighed. ‘Yes. Of me and another guy… An ex. Who I’ve kept in touch with’… I didn’t know what to say. I stayed silent for a while. ‘How did he find all this’? She exhaled. ‘Well, on my Facebook profile. And on my computer… Phone’… ‘You mean you had things that could jeopardise your relationship on your phone, computer, Facebook profile? You didn’t bother deleting the messages? You kept the pictures’? Her answer I think will stay with me forever. ‘It’s not my fault’, she said, destroyed. ‘I was tagged by my cousin’…

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