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Aug 12 2011

The Munsters

What I find interesting is that the majority of people are afraid of being alone and feel safe when staying close to their families, but at the same time they become needier and more insecure after spending time with relatives and strong and comfortable when they stay away from them for extended periods of time. So, what exactly is it that makes people feel safe around relatives in the first place? And at what point does this change and we move onto the dangerous side? When do families switch from comforting and warm, to intimidating and spooky?

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Jul 22 2011

Love in the time of Cholera

I know I’ve left you for a while without a blog post, but someone needs to write those dark and politically incorrect scripts out there, and since none of you is willing to do it, I was left with the dirty work. I’m back, however, and here’s what has bothered me lately.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but not telling me you love me and not reminding me I’m beautiful, doesn’t really make me less attractive or lovable, it just makes you more of an idiot. Isn’t this right?

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Jun 14 2011

Faith no more

If a person has reached a certain age (anything older than five), then you should be able to trust that some things can go without saying. Right?

A few weeks now in Athens, a few weeks around the family, and we’re back to square one. ‘I’ll quickly park the car here and pop out to get a coffee’, my aunt said this morning, as she pulled over. Being really warm in the car, I asked her whether it would be ok if I got off for a while to get some fresh air. ‘I’ll go and sit under that tree in the shade until you come back; it’s way too hot in here’. She looked at me puzzled. ‘Yeah, fine, but you need to close the door behind you when you do’. I thought about it for a few seconds, trying to find the secret meaning of that phrase, but there wasn’t one. ‘Yes of course I will, it goes without saying’. She shook her head, a bit unsure. ‘I don’t know’… ‘What don’t you know? That I can think as far as closing the door and locking it behind me, when I leave the car’? She got off and walked away: ‘I’ve seen a lot in my life, I don’t know what to expect anymore’…

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Jun 09 2011

Everybody needs somebody to ask

I should just be honest with you: I don’t know what other people want to eat, drink or do, and I don’t really care. But since you care, you might as well ask them, see what they say. If you don’t want to do that, then better wait for them to come to you. But in no case should you ever involve me in this.

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May 30 2011

The curious case of Benjamin Button

I’ve got news for you: Even if you ever managed to get that sexy girl on the cover of the magazine, you would still in time turn her into a boring and mother-like figure that looks after you, so better just leave her on that magazine, where she looks better and is definitely having more fun.

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May 16 2011

I know what you did last summer

If you know, then why am I telling you?

This morning I was talking to Theo about something that was obviously not interesting enough for him. Fair enough, it wasn’t even very interesting to me, but I kept trying to maintain a conversation, so that we wouldn’t sit in absolute silence. But as his eyes slowly got lost looking at something else, I stopped talking for a few seconds, wanting to check whether he was at least hearing me. Turns out he wasn’t. ‘Ground control to Major Tom’? He nodded, having shut me out completely. ‘I know, I know’… ‘Do you?’, I insisted. He gave me a few more nods: ‘Yeah, I couldn’t agree more’. Being bothered by it, I asked him to tell me what I had said that he so much agreed on. ‘I heard you! I was listening’. ‘So then you can tell me. What was I saying’? He paused, trying to take himself back, to the most recent memory of me talking. ‘You said that you got annoyed by that comment that your friend made under your picture on Facebook’? I smiled, realising how bigger than I actually thought the problem really was. ‘I said that half an hour ago, Theo’. He looked around him, looking for the fire exit. ‘Oh… Didn’t you repeat it though, again, a bit later? I’m sure you did’…

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May 13 2011

Action speaks louder than words. But not nearly as often.

Speak up people. Say what you want.

Today I put my Converse on and went for a long walk outside Florence. But after a couple of hours of walking and listening to music in my mp3 player, something happened to one of my headphones and so I slowed down to take a look. Seeing that the light had just turned green in front of me, I crossed the street, while keeping my eyes on the mp3 player and trying to figure out what had gone wrong.

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May 11 2011

The Fast and the Furious

Can you at least pretend to be in a hurry?…

This morning Theo and I got caught in a crazy rain, and as it always happens when the thunderstorm comes, I was wearing a white top, that became completely see-through in no time. Theo, wearing his blue t-shirt, and not having breasts he needed to hide, underneath, was cool about the whole thing, and kept trying to chat with me on our upcoming summer plans: ‘We could go for a month to Greece and split our time between my island and yours. And then go for a bit to see Lara in Mallorca, perhaps? I don’t know, go to London and visit Eleni? I don’t know, what do you think’?…

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May 09 2011

You’re ugly, stupid and annoying, but you make me look good.

Why is it that the people I dislike the most in this world, are the ones to always give me a good name?

Last night I went out with a few friends and I got back home pretty late. When I woke up this morning, one of the friends I was with yesterday called, to thank me for inviting her out with the rest of the people, even though she hasn’t been a part of the usual hangout group. ‘They were all just so nice… Really welcoming and warm’, she said. ‘I’m glad you liked them, they’re very good friends of mine, and really nice people’, I agreed with her. ‘Yeah, they were great! Especially that one guy… The blond girl’s boyfriend’? I paused, while praying to God she didn’t mean the guy I thought she did. Hoping she wasn’t talking about one of the most arrogant men I’ve ever met. ‘Who? What blond girl? What boyfriend’? ‘You know… The guy with the beard. That was dancing to every tune’?… And just like that, she confirmed my worst fears. ‘You liked him? I hate that guy! My friend keeps bringing him along, and that’s the only reason why sometimes I don’t go out to meet the rest of them! Why would you ever like him’? She hesitated. ‘I don’t know… He was really funny and chatty, I guess… He was different from the others’. And that, he was. Very different. ‘I was very surprised to see you hung out with someone like him. Surprised in a very good way, of course’.

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May 06 2011

Smoking is one of the leading causes of statistics

Smoking doesn’t kill. Annoying people like you, kill.

When I woke up this morning I found yet another e-mail from a girl I find extremely annoying. The subject, once again, ‘smoking. ‘Hi Angeliki, I know you don’t smoke, and that’s amazing, it shows you really love and respect yourself, but please find the time to forward this following e-mail to all your smokers friends. Please hurry before it’s too late’. Attached was a long article on health risks and diseases caused by smoking. In the end a conclusion was written by this girl: ‘So go throw out that packet of cigarettes that’s been tempting you. You don’t need it! Don’t wait for Monday to quit. Give it up now! You can do it. Smoking kills… And I know you love living’. I read it a couple of times, until I realised that no, I didn’t love living that much. Not when people keep threatening you you’re going to die this way or the other, any chance they get. Not when annoying people send you e-mails like that when you don’t even smoke and they know it. Not when idiots are trying to save the world by repeating the same things again and again. And by the way, it’s just Friday, I’m sure that if I wait until Monday to quit, it’s not going to be these two days that kill me.

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