Sunday, September 2, 2007

kalo fthinoporo!

kalo fthinoporo!
teliwse to kalokairaki poli grigora fetos...perase xwris na to katalavei kaneis... fetos den itan k apo ta kalitera den xerw giati alla oloi sizitousan oti afto to kalokairi eniwthan oti kati den tous pigene swsta...oloi ixan agxos! Oi foitites tis elladas argisan poli na erthoun gia diakopes k oi perissoteroi ixan to agxos tis diplis exetastikis tou septemvri...alloi teliwsan tis spoudes k ixan to agxos gia to master an tha tous dextoun k pou...i gia to pou tha vroun doulia! Megalwsame k den to katalavame... pleon stis sizitiseis mas iparxei k to thema tis epaggelmatikis apokatastasis, pragma pou mexri persi den ixame kan sto mialo mas! Sizitame merikes fores k skeftome "kala pote perasan 4 xronia k pirame oloi ptixio?" akomi nomizw oti twra xekinw tis spoudes mou k omos fetos paw gia master...kai meta ti? doulia? xekinaei i kanoniki zwi? oh! skoura ta pragmata...den thelw kan na to skeftome! ipotithete spoudazume gia na mporume na doulepsume klp klp... alla afto den to siniditopoias sta alithia mexri na teliwseis tis spoudes su! ouf...
telospanton stamatw giati tha pesw se katathlipsi mono k mono pou skeftome oti enas xronos foititikis zwis mou apemeine..!
Se 3 vdomades paw pisw bristol k akomi den klisame spiti...vrikame ena poli wraio alla akomi den mas apantisan an tha to dwsoun s' emas...elpizw pws ne giati alliws apo tis 23 tou septemvri tha ime episima pleon astegi! Parola afta ime sigouri oti fetos tha ine i kaliteri xronia afou tha ine k oi files mou konta :)
Sas ta ipa ligo anakatemena... signomi :p

Friday, July 27, 2007

thessaloniki mou megali ftwxomanaaa...

geia sas!
tosi agwnia k xara na paw tis diakopoules mou thessaloniki k telika ola strava mou pigenan!
1. Mia wra kathisterisi mesa sto aeroplano
2. ola kala mexri pou apofasisame to prwto vradi na vgoume...pame se ena mparaki sto limani..mpaa ti ine afto leme...tpt idiaitero...prwti nixta pame kapou kalitera skeftikame... ti to thelame? pame se ena allo mparaki "kalitero" paraggelnoume egw k akoma mia fili mu Malibu me anana k i alli martini. Erxonte ta pota mas..i mousiki wraia..ola kala...se 5 lepta i fili mou pou epine k afti malibu mas leei zalizome...den niwthw kala...thelw na kanw emeto... ela lew k egw ipervoles...apo tin zesti ine..pies ligo nero na su perasei...afti na allazei xrwmata k egw na sinexizw na pinw to malibu mou...paei stin toualeta...meta apo arketi wra erxete mas leei "ekana emeto...twra niwthw kalitera"..ok ola kala! den perna ena lepto arxizw na zalizome k egw...opa lew..kati lathos paei edw! trexw k egw stin toualeta kanw k egw emeto...ti ixe mesa to "malibu" enas theos xerei... zitame ton logariasmo..tou lew oti kati ixe to poto entometaxi...aftos irwnevete k emeis san ilithies plirwnoume gia to poto pou mia goulia ipiame i kathe mia k fevgumeee...
pame spiti...niwthw ligo zalismeni akomi alla ime kalitera...
3. Tin epomeni mera..xipnoume me skopo na pame thalassa...tilefwna i spitonoikokira k leei stin fili mou pou me filoxenouse "prepei na ise spiti i wra 2 tha erthw me kapoious pou endiaferonte gia to spiti" ante leme k emeis na min pame thalassa,,,exoume akomi 8 meres stin diathesi mas..menume spiti k tin perimenoume.
4. tin idia nixta kanonizume na vgoume...kata tis 11 pou etoimazomastan na kanume to mpanaki mas k na vgume vlepume oti nero den iparxei! (logo ergwn gia to metro)...ante etoimazume ta pragmata mas k pame san prosfiges na kanume to mpanaki mas allou...ok etoimazomaste ola mia xara...valame ta kala mas..makigiaristikame klp tin wra pou oles itan etoimes na vgoume mou erxete xafnika tasi gia emeto! Me polla vasana pira ena xapi emetostop k mou perase...alla zalizomoun poli k eniwtha adinamia...opote katalixame k pali spiti...
5. I epomeni mera itan i xeiroteri...eniwtha xalia...den mporousa na kan na kratisw ta matia mou anoixta...koimomoun sinexia k xipnousa gia kanena 5lepto k meta xana ipno!
6. I wra 10 to vradi leme den paei allo...pame nosokomio...2 wres na perimenw na dw giatro k alles 2 na vgoun oi analiseis k to apotelesma...a den mporoume na su dwsoume tpt...den ine tpt anisixitiko...
oi ipolipes meres kilisan omala..piga 2 nixtes kataskinosi ston armenisti...poli wraia thalassa ekei!
7. teleftaia nixta prin figw mas kanei k ena seismo...k etsi apoxeretisa k pali tin thessaloniki...

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

backstage

Geia sas!
simera piga sto theatro gia na voithisw stin teliki prova gia tin parastasi tis sxolis xorou pou pigena k egw apo ta 3 mou mexri prin 2 xronia! Itan poli paraxeno na vlepw tis mikres(otan imoun egw stin proigumeni parastasi) twra na ine oi seniors!
Genika ginotan xamos simera ekei k epikratouse ena xaos! Pedia na trexoun panw katw...goneis na kathonte na ta vlepoun k na min ta vazoun se taxi, koustoumia na pigenoerxonte misoteliwta, mamades na ftiaxnoun koustoumia se mia gwnia, ta mwrakia twn 4-5 na paraponiounte oti ine kourasmenes k na rwtane pote tha teliwsei i prova k kaneis na min xerei tin apantisi...k oi daskales na paraliroun!
Egw voithousa kapoia stis grigores allages koustoumiwn k apo tin mia tin evlepa na trexei k na tis kovete i anasa k tin lipomoun k apo tin alli thimomoun oti prin liga xronia imouna stin thesi tis k tha ithela para poli na imoun k twra!

fwnes, klamata, gelia, nevra, mperdema, kourasi...polli kourasi

ola afta ta pethimisa para poli! oli i palia mou taxi itan ekei k voithuse backstage giati oles twra spoudazoun k den mporousame na xorepsume :( Oles na anapoloun the good old times...
to apokorifoma itan otan se kapoia fasi akousa na pezei i mousiki pou xoreva stin defteri mou parastasi (triti dimotikou)... imoun etimi na plantaxw sto klama alla eftixws kratithika :)
Avrio tha parakolouthisw tin parastasi...ime sigouri oti tha sigginithw... to na vlepeis, ola afta pou isoun meros k esy tosa xronia, xafnika apo e3w...ine poli periergo!

tous efxome kali epitixia!

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Wake me up before you go go!

Meta apo to nixterino "glenti" me tin kolliti mou, mesa sto aftokinito, me to radio anoixto...xafnika akouw ena gnwsto tune...
Wake me up before you go-go
Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo
Wake me up before you go-go
I don't want to miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go-go
'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo
Wake me up before you go-go
Take me dancing tonight
I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah)
gnwsto tragoudaki kai kapws arxaio! afto to tune mou xipnise anamniseis apo ta pedika mou xronia...thimame prwtes taxeis tou dimotikou ixa ena mikro armonio...to opoio ixe ena mov koumpaki pou otan to patouses epeze to tune afto! poses fores itan i empnefsi mou gia "xorografies" afto to tragudi.. thimame panta klismeni sto domatio moni mou, i me files mou na patame to "magiko" mov koumpaki k na xorevoume me tis wres...xana k xana! pote den to variomastan afto to tragudi!
Poso paraxeno k wraio ine oti me tin fili mou pou sta 6 mas xorevame afto to tragudi sto dwmatio mou, na to akoume sta 21 mas sto aftokinito i wra 3 to prwi k oxi to mesimeri kai na to akoume k na kouniomaste me ton idio akrivws enthousiasmo!

p.s: simera eklisa ticket gia diakopes stin thessaloniki k ime poli poli xaroumeni!!!

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

kalosorisate!

hello! kalwsorisate sto neo mou blog! kanw mia defteri apopira na mpw k egw ston kosmo tis blogosfairas...afou tin prwti fora stamatisa kapou na grafw... etsi ipa na epistrepsw ananeomeni me neo blog! :)
pros to parwn den tha grapsw kati allo extos apo tous stoixous enos tragoudiou...

The sunscreen song.

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.