Wednesday, December 27, 2006




The mind is like a parachute:

if it doesn't open, you're meat

Sunday, December 17, 2006






staying in the world outside I feel this city moves in style.
cars and lights and people's crimes.trapped inside this city's sky.










Monday, December 11, 2006

Xmas
[I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month]

Friday, December 01, 2006



.....goodbye...

....goodbye... ......goodbye...

...goodbye... .....goodbye...

....go
odbye......

Sunday, November 19, 2006

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell, blue skies from pain,
can you tell a green field, from a cold steel rain
a mile from a veil
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts
hot ashes for trees, hot air for a cool breeze
cold comfort for change
and did you exchanged a walk on part in the war
from a lead role in a cage.

How I wish, how I wish you were
we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
year after year,
running under the same old side,
have we found same old fears,
Wish you were here

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Thursday, October 26, 2006



[KisseS] that are easily obtained are easily forgotten.








Ποιό φιλί είναι αξέχαστό????

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

yes nobody

nobody knows

[deepest, deepest]


i carry your
heart
i carry it



in my heart

Friday, October 06, 2006










" If you love somebody
let them go.
For if they return
they were [always] yours.
And if they don't
they never were.
"
- Khalil Gibran

Wednesday, October 04, 2006



The noun Elvis Aron Presley has one meaning:

Meaning #1: United States rock singer whose many hit records and flamboyant style greatly influenced American popular music (1935-1977)

Synonyms: Presley, Elvis Presley

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Εθνική Οδός...

Κάθε πρωί λοιπόν χρησιμοποιώ την Εθνική Οδό για αν φτάσω & εγώ στο γραφείο μου....

...αλλά...ειλικρινά
...κάθε φορά που περνάει πάνω απο 5 λεπτά ακινησίας...μου έρχεται στο μυαλό το video clip των REM.....
[
eVerΥbody huRtS]......


άΝΤε & το SK έρχΕτΑΙ !!!!



Saturday, September 23, 2006



Can miles truly separate you from friends...
If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

Richard Bach..

Thursday, September 21, 2006

it's never too late to shut up....

Απαίσιο ελλάτωμα να σου ξεφεύγουν πράγματα...
Sήμερα το έκανα [2] φορές!!!!
Οπότε μου αφιερώνω το σημερινό post εξαιρετικά εκνευρισμένη με τον εαυτόν μου...
SHUT UP επιτέλους!!!!! :D

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Sunday, September 03, 2006



trust [trŭst]n.

Firm reliance on the integrity, ability, or character of a person or thing.




Trust is like a vase.. once it's broken, though you can fix it, the vase will never be same again.

Καλημέρα !






Ήταν μια ξανθιά, στο σπίτι της, όταν άκουσε ένα χτύπημα της πόρτας. Πάει να ανοίξει, αλλά πρώτα ρωτά: - "Ποιός είναι; "
- "Εγώ", της λένε.
Και απορεί η ξανθιά. - "Εγώ;"

Friday, September 01, 2006



Good [μήνα
] September...

O September λένε ότι συμβολίζει
τα
[νέα ξεκινήματα]



p.s.
life is brilliant. upredictable. and sometimes, when you least expect it, sends you a miracle... filakia.


Friday, August 25, 2006

Thursday, August 10, 2006




Είμαι καθισμένη στον καναπέ του
σπιτιού μου. Ο αέρας μπαίνει από τό
ανοιχτό
μπαλκόνι ! Ακούγονται θόρυβοι της πολυκατοικίας και των γύρω σπιτιών ... παιδιά και μεγαλύτεροι συνομιλούν μεταξύ τους - σκορπιες κουβέντες και παλι ησυχία....










Είναι [καλοκαίρι]
λέω στον ευατόν μου κι ας θυμίζει άνοιξη η σημερινή βραδυά....
Και σε λίγο φεύγω....







Να διώχνεται τη σκέψη πως έχετε τέτοιες αρετές που δεν έχουν οι άλλοι. [Λ. Τολστόι]















*
complements on a mother's diary

[Νοικοκυρές σε απόγνωση?!?]

http://a-mothers-diary.blogspot.com/
Καλημέρα

Monday, August 07, 2006

Sunday, August 06, 2006






I
f you judge people
you have no time
to love them....
Every chance, every chance that I take I take it on the road Those kilometers and the red lights Never looking left or right Oh, but I'm always crashing in the same car Jasmine, I saw you weaping As I pushed my foot down to the floor Round and round the hotel garage Must have been touching close to 94 Oh, but I'm always crashing in the same car Yeah yeah yeah yeah




I suggest:




Banana Coconut Frappuccino® Blended Coffee:


Like summer itself, the sunny taste of Banana Coconut will only be around for a limited time....



mmmm :D

Sunday, July 30, 2006



[
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.]


~πάω για μπάνιο~

Monday, July 24, 2006

Saturday, July 22, 2006

en·vy →→→ [ĕn']



A feeling of discontent and resentment

aroused by and in conjunction with desire
for the possessions or qualities of another
Envy is one of the seven deadly sins in the Catholic tradition.It is considered sinful because envious people ignore their own blessings, and focus on others' status rather than their own spiritual growth.


Wednesday, July 19, 2006

The Prologue from the book, The Alchemist...


The Alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought.
Leafing through the pages,
he found a story about Narcissus.
The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth
who daily knelt beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty.
He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell
into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus.
But this was not how the author of the book ended the
story.
He said that when Narcissus died, the Goddesses of the
Forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.





"Why do you weep?" the Goddesses asked.

"I weep for Narcissus," the lake replied.

"Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus," they

said, "for though we always pursued him in the forest, you

alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand."

"But..... was Narcissus beautiful?" the lake asked.

"Who better than you to know that?" the Goddesses said

in wonder, "After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each

day to contemplate himself!!"

The lake was silent for some time.

Finally it said:

"I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus

was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my

banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty

reflected."

"What a lovely story," the alchemist thought.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

[LAUGHING VERY LOUD]

Waking up and looking at your post...
I am laughing cause you think its SOOO important that I am looking at your post
{when you do the same thing}
but I am looking just for fun,
I have 30 blogs to look every day, yours is just one of them

{and honestly its boring}

It shows that you do something wrong...
when people write mean things to you...




[GET REAL]

Thursday, July 13, 2006






















ΟΡΚΙΖΟΜΑΙ. Η ΦΩΤΟΓΡΑΦΙΑ ΕΚΑΝΕ ΜΟΝΗ ΤΗΣ POST

Wednesday, July 12, 2006





















Αυτό γίνεται κάθε φορά που είμαι στο γραφείο.
Ανάμεσα σε φύλλα excell, mail, έγγραφα κλπ ανακαλύπτω στα αρχεία μου φωτογραφίες όπως αυτή με τα κεράσια και ΠΡΕΠΕΙ ΟΠΩΣΔΗΠΟΤΕ να τις βάλω στο blog....


i am an addict!








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