it's not about the guy. it's about the friend.

That's just a preface to another post I want to write about friends.

Breaking up is one thing. Losing a friends is another.
Those two might take the form of one though.
Or would they? What about losing a friend that was never a friend.
What if the feeling of trust and security was a subconscious illusion on both sides?
What if the persons played the roles of friends but never really were?

It's exciting. It's overwhelming. It is therefore misleading.
You don't stop for one moment to think about where those feelings come from.
Then it's over.
And then you get over it.

Joan Jett taught me I got nothing to lose when I lose fake friends.
And you know you deserve a million times better.

<- radnom picture, just cause she looks
 a lot like me. And though the vides
are sad she seems hopeful.

Anyways, this post was
meant to be a lot deeper...
it just didn't turn out deep
cause i felt nothing deep when writing it.
I hate loosing friends. 

back to bloody brussels...

After two months of fun it's time to pay some attention to my blog again.

I've been wanting to post something everyday about the things I did but then I always thought
that what I might find exciting would be boring to everyone else. After all, why should anyone care about
what I do in my everyday life. However there are little things that are always worth sharing and why should I not post them even for the 4 or 5 people who will read my page.

I think I will write about things I did so far in my next few posts. I might mention some conflicts that arose between some of my old friends in Athens. It is interesting how one can see through such situations who their real friends are. I should also like to dedicate a post on some wild or borderline bad things that I did.

Anyhow... because this post will be pointless if I don't write something new or at least interesting, I better
use the opportunity to say something about myself. Lately I have been going through what we could call a rebellious teenage phase... i think.. i don't really know..

Nonetheless I have been feeling very strongly that I wanna change how I look. Even though I recently discovered that I can make my hair curly very easily and it looks really cute, I still want a bigger change on my hair style. (In fact I often get bored of my hair and change it.. three years ago I wanted bangs and two years ago I cut it really short) For the last year it it has been grown longer and is very simple.. ew.
Now I want a fringe on the side.. almost emo-like and I want part of the fringe dyed dark purple. Purple is the only color that would match since my hair is dark red... The thing is, my hair is really hard to stylize and if I get a fringe I'll be spending more time on my hair everyday to make it look good. -.-

Also... I want a piercing. I've been wanting a third piercing on my ears -I have two in each already- for a long time, but I have been told that it really hurts on the place where I want it. My grandma always said "To beauty, what is pain?" meaning that it's worth the pain to be prettier... but I don't always agree with her. So, lately a friend told me it doesn't hurt a lot on the lips. !!! !!! !!! hmmm very tempting .. but isn't it kinda disgusting? She said she had it for a short time...then she removed it and the whole closed up.
Yeah, I want a little gem on the upper right side of my lips but I will probably wait to get my braces off and then announce it to my mum. I hope she lets me. 

Which famous couple throughout history would you like to be part of?