Τετάρτη, 5 Μαρτίου 2014

Εν συντομία

Τζιαι μετά έρκεται η ανάγκη να ....

Σήμερα εν μου άρεσε ο εαυτός μου...

Έγραψα ποστ τζιαι μετά είχα έννοια να κάμω δημοσίευση τα σχόλια...να απαντήσω...να να να..

Εν μου άρεσε....

Εν μου αρέσκει επίσης που άτομα που πλέον δεν είναι μέστην ζωή μου μαθαίνουν πράματα...χμμμ...

Γράφω πιό πολλά για την Μαριάννα γιατί με τζιείνο τζιαι με το άλλο εν προλαβαίνω να της τα λέω όπως θέλω...άλλωστε όταν γράφω πάντα είμαι καλύττερη...μάλιστα λοιπόν...

Μαριάννα μου...έστειλα σου το αγγλικό μου μπλογκ...(εχάρηκες ξέρω το...) Όπως θα είδες τζιαμέ γράφω εντελώς διαφορετικά...Ίσως επειδή στο αγγλικό νιώθω πραγματικά ότι είμαι Εγώ! Εν με ξέρει κανένας..γράφω όπως γουστάρω...είμαι η Ντάγκερ..εν σκέφτουμαι τί θα πει ο ένας τζιαι ο άλλος...

Εσείς οι υπόλοιποι άλλωστε είστε μέστην ζωή μου όπως και να έσιει..θα τα μαθαίνετε λάιβ παίδες! We are just a phone call away right?

Τζιαι ξέρετε...όταν μπαίνεις στα μπλογκς πατάς τζιαι το ένα πατάς τζιαι το άλλο...τζιαι μετά βρίσκεις τον εαυτό σου να ασχολείται..όπως με το μπλογκ του Καισιού που ξαφνικά έβαλα τον εαυτό μου σε μια διαδικασία να εξηγώ σε φανατισμένους ότι το να κόφκεις το ρεύμα σε ανθρώπους που εν άρρωστοι εν απλά ανήθικο..Η απάντηση του Ινβίκτους άρεσεν μου αλλά ποιός τον ακούει; Μπήκα πάλε σε μιαν άλλην εποχή του τότε που ασχολούμουν..λες τζιαι θα αλλάξει τίποτε..μαλακίες...

Εν μου άρεσεν...

Την αλήθκεια ξέρω την..Εν δαμέ μαζί μου. Εν οι φίλοι...η οικογένεια...η Ντέμη μου...Ο Κιλλ μου...
Εν δαμέ έξω που τούτα..

Εννά καταλάβετε ξέρω το.

Να επιστρέψω;;
Κανένας δεν ξέρει το μέλλον του..

Προς το παρόν τελειώνω κάτι που είχα αφήσει μισοτελειωμένο...Και ετοιμάζω ένα ταξίδι στην Αγγλία για την τελική έκδοση. Αυτό μόνο θα πρεπε να μ απασχολεί. Τα υπόλοιπα εν απλά κάτι να ποσκολιέσαι όταν βαρκέσαι πολλά...πολλά όμως..τζιαι εγώ πλέον έσιει τζιαιρό να βαρεθώ. Γιατί είμαι απλά ευτυχισμένη..πολλά...πολλά...πολλά ευτυχισμένη...αυτή είναι η καλύτερη περίοδος της ζωής μου..τζιαι θέλω να την ζήσω μαζί σας...έξω που τούτα.

Τζιαι το οφείλω σε όλους εσάς...που με στηρίξατε..που μ αγαπήσατε..που μ αγαπάτε ακόμα..

Άρα...

Φεύκουμε;;;;
Εν θέλουμε λεφτά ρε...
Εν θέλουμε χαρτιά τζιαι διαβατήρια..
Εννά μαστε κοντά σε θάλασσα τζιαι θα είμαστε απλά μαζί...

Άτε...πάμε!

Καληνύχτα σας

39 σχόλια:

  1. Mwro mou!!!!! Se euxaristw!!!!!!!!!!!! eksera to pws epeidi eparaponethika ekames come back alla pls pls na kamneis panta jeino pou niwtheis agapi mou! Afisme me emena! en tha mpainw sto aggliko! btw wowwwww posos kosmos jeimesa re!!! enna ta leme mesw oovoo, tilefwnou, msgs, whatsapp jai oti alli malakia theleis! enough me to blogging! Allwste erkesai agapi mou!!!! se llies meres tha se perimenw sto lovely airport mas :) na kameis jeino pou theleis! pragmatika! egw etsi paraponiara eimai panta! men asxoleisai!!!!

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    1. I cant wait to see u again :) kserw pws en ok. panta en ok me sena

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  2. jame pou epiramen tin xaran eta oulla poukouppa pale! alla ok kala kamneis re fili! etsi jai alliws ti ta exoume ta tels! gia mostran;;;to diko mou en jai iphone themas! ts ts ts!

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    1. xoumisiara mou!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! en xanoumaste emeis eipame!

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    2. Filenada...mia xari...parakalw se tosous mines re koumpare! ena kommati pou to vivlio. opoio na nai...etsi na paroume mia geusi re file! ti laleis;

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    3. :) erwtisa tin agent Marianna na mou pei pio kommati mou epitrepei na valw! katse na skeftei ti tha apantisei giati eprovlimatistike. xa xa

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    4. Ναι ναι ναι !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Αντε ρε παιδιά ένα δείγμα είπαμε!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    5. Malista...agapi ksereis tin apopsi mou...alla sou epitrepw na valeis ena deigma. tha protimousa oxi kati pou na deixnei tin istoria. alla kati asxeto. allwste i istoria kai to telos tis einai pragmatika toso...pws na to pw..unexpected pou an den to diavaseis olo den tha katalaveis. skeftika na valeis to paramythi. den deixnei se kanena simeio tin istoria alla deixnei poso omorfa grafeis latreia mou. kai poso eukola isopedwneis olous tous pseutosyggrafeis pou analwnontai sta idia kai sta idia...ksereis esi...to louloudi pou molis anthise...kai o ilios pou lampei..kai oi petaloudes pou petoun! filakia..

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    6. ok tote :) loipon afou me priksate! sas afinw me mia geusi apo to vivlio. den apokaluptei tipota apo tin istoria alla einai ena kommati pou to agapw poli. tha katalavete giati. Filakia kai elpizw na sas aresei :) over and out!

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    7. My best friend’s son always gave me the excuse of telling stories. He was a difficult baby who never slept like all others of his age. My friend always called in the middle of night begging me to help. He and I had this secret relationship that seemed to put him at ease whenever I was there. He liked me because I was different from aunts and uncles he was used to. He always liked my stories…even now that he is older he likes them. They were not out of books or similar to any others. We made them up on the way and he liked the control of it all.
      If only we really understood the young ones! Then we would all be parts of an unstoppable force creating momentum. Contexts and norms and standardizations would be obsolete and unnecessary. My best friend never understood that…she still doesn’t. You always wondered why I love her so much. For the same reason I love you; You see…dear love, dearest of all…there is a fire behind this pretence you both carry along…so just wait…one day…just wait…there lies your perfection. It’s only a matter of time and you will need me then, I know that.
      But…for the time being you need a story…Let’s make up one…Come now…lie beside me and close your eyes.
      ‘Once upon a time there was a small town near the sea with a huge palace in the middle. Their king and queen were childless and all the people in the town prayed daily for an heir suited to their needs. When a girl was finally born they all rejoiced and partied for days! Clowns went crazy in the streets, magicians came from faraway lands to amuse the royal family, gifts were sent from other kingdoms and thousands of people gathered at the gates of the palace just to catch a glimpse of the precious child.

      The years went by and happiness grew in all people’s hearts. The child was raised with laughter and love and she was even more beautiful than anyone could imagine. Kings sent their sons to play with the child and they all fell in love with her in seconds. She had the perfect voice, sea-blued eyes and traveling hair. At the age of 16 she finally met a prince that she liked and a wedding was decided to take place in days. The prince left with the promise of a quick return and preparations of the wedding kept the princess so busy that she hardly noticed his long absence. When his servant came after two months to announce the prince’s change of heart the princess got so upset that stabbed the boy in the heart with a dagger. She then announced that all men from her kingdom had to leave their homes or face death from her knights who were the only men allowed to stay close to her.

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    8. And just like that all men in the kingdom took their families away.

      The kingdom was then empty, dark and as the years passed everything became isolated and forgotten from the rest of the world. The princess’ parents died of a broken heart and she was left behind in tears and pain. Regrets and sorrows stole her beauty and her loyal guard abandoned her one by one. Then one day…everyone vanished and she had no other choice but to lock all rooms of the palace and stay in only one. When she had her 40th birthday she came up with a plan to make her loneliness more tolerating. She tried to make up a prince out of flour and eggs. The princess spent days and nights in the kitchen constantly baking and drawing. The whole process brought a smile on her face and she finally tasted her tiny success after a demanding fortnight. Her prince was tall and majestic. His hair was golden brown and his eyes sparkled so strongly that the princess could see them from a distance. His skin was white as the snow and his arms strong and welcoming. He never talked, never asked for anything and his smile never left his face no matter how many times the princess cried on his shoulder. The princess took the baked prince everywhere she went around the palace. They liked having dinner on the great veranda overlooking the garden every night and they took walks around the deserted town holding hands. He was not breathing but that was the least of the princess’ worries for she was happy and alive again. Suddenly everything was new and exciting, the streets were full and loud and in her eyes she saw only youth and passion. Her phony prince was at the centre of her interest and her love for him grew stronger every day’.
      The baked prince by chance and magic becomes real. He no longer smells like flour and eggs and his eyes do not shine like the morning star; instead, they are dark and melancholic. He sees his princess as his maker and he tries to love her back. She is excited of the prospect and does all she can to make him just do that as easily as possible. She wakes him up with love and puts him to sleep in surrender. She is sweet and caring. She dresses in her most colorful gowns and wears her most expensive jewelry. The prince sees all the changes she attempts in sadness and guilt. He is not in love with the one who gave him breath and life. He spends days and nights wondering and struggling. The empty kingdom crashes his chest even more. The unknown becomes more of a dream and a horse left in the stable rides him to freedom a night the princess goes to sleep earlier than him. The night air whips his face and the stars above guide him to his most profound and new discoveries. So, it happened…so he left…
      The princess wakes up and searches in all palace and town for him. She shouts and screams his name…he never answers and she is left alone in her locked rooms. She never opens them again.

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    9. Eimai toso perifani gia sena...toso ma toso perifani...kai to telos pou edwses einai apla afto pou den perimene kaneis! anipomonw gia tin ekdosi! my perfect genius :)

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    10. Syggnomi alla afto einai...wow...ti na pw....einai sa na diavazw poihsh re paidi mou! dagger mou sigxaritiria!!!! pragmatika den exw logia!!!!!!!!!!!!ti omorfo re gmt...pragmatika emeina twra...en to perimena! re malaka en sou fenetai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    11. ok Dagger! eimai kolliti sou! edkiavasa to sxedon oullo! TO TELOS POTE THA TO DW TO KERATO MOU MESA;;;;;;;;

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    12. Ντάγκερ;;;;είσαι απίστευτη ρε!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Μα δηλαδή...ε ρε εν έχω λόγια....

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    13. O my best friends son en o gios mou gatakia! roufate!!!!!!!! dioumen empneusi emeis :) Kolliti mou!!!!!!!!!!!!!! panta egrafes yperoxa! alla pleon to yperoxa epiren jai apsen! jai to telos pou mou ekames tin timi na to dkiavasw en apla toso shocking pou en to xwneukw me tipote!!!!!

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    14. Dag;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; what the fuck;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;epellanaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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    15. koita...egw pale kserw ta touta...mporei na men ta katalavw oulla ta agglezika sou alla epeidi kserw ta kortwnw opos ton papiron! allwste pou ta vraveia syggrafis pou ekertises ypopsiazoumoun to apotelesma tis katantias sou :) kortwnw laloumennnnnnnnnnnnnnn

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    16. SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Τελικά όντως είναι τυχεροί που σε αγόρασαν! Γιατί δεν το γράφεις ελληνικά;;;Παλιο εγγλέζοι!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    17. Apantw randomly! Idiotropi to telos tha to deis otan epistrepsw apo Agglia! I promise agapi :) Kolliti ek Lemesou o gios sou panta itan pigi empneusis :) ma ypirxe periptwsi na min;;;;oson afora to telos jai to shock sou tha to kseperaseis sintoma elpizw :) Kill esou panta kortwneis! enna pathei tipote i mesi sou lalw sou to! Kantaifi mou dokimasa kai ellinika! alla den exw kai gamw to leksilogio giati apo mikri asxoloumoun me agglika. ara den mou evgaine toso eukola. den to paizw diladi dithen eggleza! apla o kathenas kanei afto pou ton voleuei isws kalitera swsta; ksekinisa na grafw agglika kati xronia prin kai afou eida oti den mporousa na stamatisw to sinexisa.
      Sas euxaristw gia ta kala sas logia! twra exw mathima me ta megala mou kamaria! sas filw kai sas aspazomai paides! makia

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    18. ti na pei kaneis mprosta s auto...dagger elpizoume na epistrepseis grigora!!!se euxaristoume g to kommati..

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  3. Εγώ εν φακκώ πέννα! Τωρά που σε ήβρα κλείσε ότι θέλεις!!!!
    Τιβίκος

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    1. ennoeitai moro mou!!! akoma jai mallia tha sou fytrwsoun promise :)

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  4. Επιτέλους! Να και μια καλή ιδέα :) Το αγγλικό και να μου το δώσεις σιγά μην καταλάβω γρι χα χα. Συμφωνώ αγάπη! Το ήξερες άλλωστε

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    1. kserw kserw....to aggliko asto! tha vrw kanena galliko gia sena!

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  5. Κρίμα...περνούσαμε καλά μαζί σου ρε Ντάγκερ μου...Σίγουρα δεν μπορούμε να έχουμε το αγγλικό;;;;;

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  6. Emena prosopika filenada en me koftei! afou eisai dipla pou to spiti mou :) xa xa

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  7. Epeidi mporeis ta dialyeis ola;;; xa xa xa xa ! mazi sou sior! koftei me;;;;H marianna en kserw mporei jai na klapsei!!!

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  8. Αστο καλό! Θα πρέπει να μαθαίνω από την Ντέμη! Και αυτή δεν μιλάει!!!!

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    1. an exeis mia galaxy etoimi kathe fora pou tin rwtas tha sta leei ola me megali eukolia! se auto mou emoiase :)

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  9. Ντάγκερ μου;;;;; Θα σε πεθυμήσωωωωωωωωωωωωωωω!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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