Ήθελα απλά να πω ότι οι πιο ωραίες στιγμές στη ζωή μου είναι πάντα αυτές που είμαστε μαζί, όποιος άλλος και να είναι και οτιδήποτε κι αν κάνουμε. Θα μπορούσα να πω πολλά ακόμα, αλλά αυτή τη στιγμή αρκεί να ξέρεις μόνο αυτό.

Κάποιος ζωγράφισε αυτό στο δρόμο που περπατάω κάθε μέρα:

Είπα να στο αφιερώσω.

♥ Koneko.

Κάτι έχει ο αέρας σήμερα.

Ένα σκοτεινό σοκάκι γεμάτο κακοφτιαγμένα γκράφιτι και σκουπίδια, σε κάποια φτωχογειτονιά στο κέντρο της πόλης. Ο τζάνκι που μόλις αγόρασε ένα σακουλάκι άσπρη σκόνη κι επειδή ήδη παρουσιάζει πρώτα σημάδια έλλειψης δεν κάνει τον κόπο να πάει μέχρι την επόμενη ημικαθαρή δημόσια τουαλέτα ή στο ετοιμόρρωπο διαμέρισμα που μοιράζεται με άλλα δυο πρεζάκια. Στρίβει λοιπόν στο προαναφερόμενο σοκάκι και βγάζει τα υλικά του: το σακουλάκι με την άσπρη σκόνη και το θρίψαλο καθρέπτη που κουβαλάει μαζί του γιατί για να σνιφάρεις χρειάζεσαι μια λοία επιφάνεια – επίσης χαρακώνεται με το γυαλί όποτε τον πιάνει κακή φάση και δεν αντέχει άλλο την πίκρα του αλκοόλ και της ζωης του. Τέλος πάντων, απλώνει τη σκόνη κατάλληλα και σκύβει για να τη σνιφάρει όταν ο αέρας, που στο σοκάκι δημιουργέι ένα συνεχές ρεύμα και κρατάει το σκιερό αυτό μέρος σε υποθερμικές θερμοκρασίες μέρα και νύχτα, φυσάει ένα ελάχιστο δυνατότερα, πιάνει την άσπρη σκόνη, την παρασύρει μαζί του και τη σκορπίζει στην βαριά από καυσαέρια ατμόσφαιρα της πόλης.

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: Μια  κυρία με το σκυλάκι της στο δρόμο. Ήταν καλά εκπαιδευμένο το σκυλάκι, κάθε φορά πριν περάσουν απέναντι η κυρία σταματούσε και το σκυλάκι καθόταν δίπλα της, μέχρι να αρχίσει εκέινη να περπατάει.

Είμαι διαφορετική. 

Αλλά όχι ιδιαίτερη.

Call it chicken salad.

(I always hear stoned dance)
So I was bored in class (once again, and always in the same class I might add) some days ago, so I took to browsing my blog, which led me to a small section on Alex Demented’s blog: the Koneko section. When Alex first introduced me to blogging, I was very intrigued, but not completely sure if I could/wanted to do it  too. So he kindly put a few posts of mine up on his blog.

Reading these now, about 2 years after starting my own blog, made me smile. I liked what I was writing then, the opinions I had and the way I actually adressed my readers – now my posts have become more personal, more about me, and less informing you about how my day was and what I had for lunch. As you might have noticed ;) 

Even though I still see some things the same way, like my theory that many people look the same and somewhat robotic in all of their pictures, or the way I feel about travelling, there are even more things that have changed in the last two years. Starting with the least important, Harry Potter. When I read the books again this summer, I was a little disappointed. Maybe it was because it was the umpteenth time, or for another unknown reason, but the story was not as impresive and breathtaking as I remembered. Now I almost prefer the movies, because even though a lot has been left out or altered, there are other scenes that seem much better in film than on the page (for example, in the very first book/movie, the scene with the flying keys is much more impressive when the keyw are attacking; it also makes way more sense  that in the movie there is only one broom – but anyway, I’m not here to write a complete analysis of movie vs book).

Then, of course, there is the whole Germersheim topic. Back in 2011, when I came here for a one-month summer course, I was so psyched about everything that apparently I didn’t even realize in what a tiny and boring place I had landed. A fact that became apparent to me about a month into first semester, and in the one year I’ve studied here now, it might have even gotten worse. Back then I was so thrilled about meeting nice people and naive enough to think I would keep in touch and stay best friends with all of them – well, it didn’t happen (except for one girl, whom I’ve actually become good friends with and whom I visit about once a year in whatever corner of Europe she is at the time). Admittedly, I still have this little hope/daydream when I meet people I really like and want to get to know better, and still it rarely happens. Well.

Another thing is university itself, back then I said it was nothing like school, but in my  3 semesters I’ve come to realize that they are more alike than you’d think or want them to be. Apart from the classes being longer, there are a lot of similarities, starting with presence being mandatory and ending with the fact that some profs actually treat us like school children, in the way they communicate with us as well as in their way of teaching. Maybe I was so mistaken because in 2011, the course was focusing on translation and interpreting, which is the fun and interesting part of my subject, rather than things like linguistics and other boring stuff. 

As for being independent and living on my own, I still enjoy that like hell, though I always like to skype with my family and look forward to going home and enjoy some good and healthy food instead of mensa food and pasta, chicken and salad served in various but not unlimited combinations.

All in all, almost nothing is the way it was two years ago. Back then I had only just met Μυρτώ, now I can barely imagine not talking to her everyday. I had no idea about so many things on which I now have a more or less firm opinion on (don’t worry, now there are plenty other things I have no clue about, it just never ends I guess). And many of the more or less firm opinions I had then have changed completely. I’ve met people and fallen out of touch with others, learned life lessons and made experiences, blablabla you’ve heard it before. To sum it up, it’s basically what my best friend said when I sent him my old posts to read: “I feel that you’ve grown since then”.

Wow, this is kind of the longest post I’ve written in about a year. And I’ll make it still a little longer by telling you real quick what’s been happening more recently. Uhm, let’s see:

I’ve gotte drunk a lot, met loeads of new people from all over the globe, been to Dublin, Berlin, Amsterdam and Brussels, started learning chinese, managed to eat a whole meal with chopsticks, completed a 2000piece puzzle in 2 weeks, been to a Placebo concert FINALLY, decided I absolutely want to go to New Zealand and Australia, jumped in a pool at night with strangers wearing olny underwear. And whatnot.

=^.^= Koneko.

on my way home there was this cat and i said hi to her and she answered and then I pet her and talked to her and she enjoyed it so much and then a dog came and scared her and I went to buy apples.

=^.^= Koneko.

what caught my eye today: I looked down from my balcony this morning and saw a banana peel – lying on TOP af a cigarette automat.