Jul 18, 2014

The most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

I observed my friend just came back from his six months away for the Erasmus Programme. He is in love. His eyes shone, talking about her and the way they get together. And about the way they get together again. Reunited around our living room table, he told us how he had just broken up with his former girlfriend before leaving for Czech Republic and all he wanted was freedom and fun. “I wanted freedom and fun.” And then he met her, “the most beautiful girl I've ever seen”, and freedom and fun had suddenly a new meaning. She is a sweet greek girl, she knows when to speak and when words are not needed. She is not desperate for attention and she is modest and humble, despite all the boys buzzing around her all the time. She doesn’t make a scene for every single thing that bothers her. She is quite and smart and simple. And beautiful.
I don’t doubt that he loves her. And I wish them all the happiness of this world. But, listening to his story, I cannot but think that he is trying to sell me, to sell everyone, a way to be a woman. 
And I’m not buying it.

Jul 15, 2014


Mela and I bought some balloons for Ila's graduation last week. We placed some of them in front of her bedroom door, with some of her typical phrases written on. Blowing them up, Mela asked me to write on one and then we threw it out of her window. Few minutes and it disappeared. 

Ila left that some afternoon of the ceremony and most of the balloons waited around, with nothing to do, for the following days. A couple of nights ago, around 3am, when the street was deserted, we wrote all over them positive messages and threw them. Two guys who were passing cycling picked up the first balloon, a purple heart. We don't know what happened to the others. 

What would you write on a balloon?

Jul 13, 2014


I don't talk in the morning until I brush my teeth.
The taste of sleeping feels disgusting in my own mouth.
I want that to be the only thing I hate of myself.

But girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do.

Friday has been my housemate Ila's graduation. Few pics to remember the day.
Mela, Ila and I being the cutest.