Research

I'm kind of doing a research on universities of architecture all around Europe,especially England.For those of you who really do know me,i guess you already know both how much i'd love to be an architect some day,and how much i want to study and live in England. Thing is,this kind of stuff doesn't just happen! Well first of all,the minimum grades universities are asking for are not even that minimum. I can just enter university of Athens or Thessaloniki as well if I get those grades! The fees are quite huuuuge and not what I expected really. I mean, I'm no good with economy and the economic crisis information,plus I had heard that university fees where multiplied by 3 this year but I hadn't analysed it any more than that in my mind. Anyway,here's the tricky part: the portfolio. Here in Greece we don't use portfolios to enter such unis. Along with all the other lessons we take exams on pencil drawing and grammiko(i don't know how this is called in english:P) and we have to practice on those for one or two years. So we literally do NOT practice on any other form of drawing or painting,which is what is being asked in portofolios,and all we've got is whatever we do on our own. But with our educational system,we have barely enough time to breathe every once in a while,let alone paint and sketch and create stuff. So we're doomed.
I think I'm taking this a little bit too seriously,cause if you stop and think about it,there must be LOTS of other greek students in the past that wanted to study architecture in an other country. There must be some way to make it there,right? Anyway. I'm off.

Ps.I've got a tumblr and I'm falling in love with it.

No Name No. 5 - Elliott Smith

and you don't get upset about it
no not anymore
there's nothing wrong
that wasn't wrong before

Elliott Smith- The Biggest Lie

blogging.

I feel like I've been unfaithful to my blog or something.
Earlier today,I told someone to never stop writing on his blog,putting his thoughts into words for the internet world and stuff.Truth is,that is really not the point!You're not writing for others to read, you write mainly to keep your thoughts somewhere safe,like other people do in their diaries.You want to preserve who you actually were at a time.Of course,you're going to say,you knew who you were then,as you do know who you are now,but do you,really?
Personally,sometimes,when I find things I wrote in the past and just re-read them,I find that my opinion on the matter has changed,or that I just don't feel the same way anymore.The reason of the change may vary, from how that situation actually turned out,or just due to age difference,maturity and other experiences.But no matter the reason,you can actually see your own past way of thinking and just go back to the moment you wrote it aaaaall down.
I used to blog a few years ago,until I deleted my blog for a foolish reason-as I say now-but to my 15-year-old me it seemed like the worst thing that could happen at the time.And anyway,I obviously can't return back to 2008 and feel the things I felt,and just by losing the things I wrote,I kind of lose a part of myself.I never kept a diary,and this was my thing.And for the past months,that I've started this blog,I have barely written anything about me.It has almost lost that personal-kinda-feeling you get with blogs.So maybe I've got to start writing again.

Drunk

I think I just went out with the guy I like and his boyfriend(yes,flesh and bones boyfriend),but I'm too drunk to even think about it.Am I?

466-My so-called life(series) (1994)

I just like how he's always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great. - Angela

People always say how you should be yourself. Like yourself is this definite thing, like a toaster or something. Like you know what it is, even. But every so often, I'll have, like, a moment when just being myself, and my life, like, right where I am, is, like, enough. - Angela

Sometimes someone says something really small and it just fits right into this empty place in your heart. - Angela

You know how sometimes the last sentence you said, like, echoes in your brain, and it just keeps sounding stupider? And you have to say something else just to make it stop? - Angela

The worst feeling is suddenly realizing that you don't measure up, and that, in the past, when you thought you did, you were a fool. - Angela

There are so many different ways to be connected to people. There are the people you feel this unspoken connection to, even though there's not even a word for it. There's the people who you've known forever who know you in this way that other people can't because they've seen you change. - Angela

You think you understand, but you don't! You just analyze everything until it barely exists. - Angela

 

"Potential slut". Now where do people get an idea like that about me?  - Rayanne Graff

Dear Angela, I know in the past I've caused you pain and I'm sorry. And I'll always be sorry 'till the day I die. And I hate this pen I'm holding because I should be holding you. I hate this paper under my hand because it isn't you. I even hate this letter because it's not the whole truth. Because the whole truth is so much more than a letter can even say. If you want to hate me, go ahead. If you want to burn this letter, do it. You could burn the whole world down; you could tell me to go to hell. I'd go, if you wanted me to. And I'd send you a letter from there. Sincerely, Jordan Catalano - Brian Krakow

Pilot part 1:)

  

I guess it's that time of the year again...

Today classes at frontistiria officially start, and this is our final year at school. No more jokes,huh?
Yesterday the results for greek universities came out. It got them more than 2 months to announce who would get into which university. This time next year, it will be us waiting for the results... And with the new system and all, things will be tough. Reaaaally tough. For as much as i've heard, the changes that are (supposedly) going to be done are not that bad. They're more like a slight approach to the english educational system, but greek academics don't seem to agree. Which means more trouble for no reason,and things getting worse and worse. This year School of architecture n.t.u.a. was closed for six months! For SIX whole months, students had no lessons AT ALL, but they took the summer exams anyway... Doesn't sound good to me!=_=
I said that the results came out,didn't I? Well,guess what. The last person to get into School of architecture of Athens had 18.95/20,which is not that bad. I mean the exams were extremely difficult this year. But,our lovely system *helps* those who have 3 or more children(their income has to be under a certain limit) by entering on an other category and giving them the possibility to get into a university of their choice with lower grades,which is very thoughtful indeed, but unfair at some points. For example,think of this year. The last person from that category to enter School of architecture of Athens had only 4.7/20. Well, well, how fair is that for everyone else?
I think I have a headache all of a sudden.
Goodmorning everyone.

472-Blue Valentine(2010)

nothing

"It has occured to me recently that for the last few years I have been in a permanent state of tiredness. I'm so tired of trying and trying and trying.I don't have anything left.I'm done.
Right now, I feel...nothing.
Nothing at all.
A huge,empty,endless nothing that I am filling up with corn chips and movies."

Nicely put Libby! It's sad that I couldn't agree more...

My manic and I

The first time you called me back I was literally just waking up. And I was listening to 'My manic and I' by Laura Marling. By the time I decided to actually open my eyes,calm down and answer the phone,you had already hang up.
The second,only minutes ago,'My manic and I' came up on shuffle on my mp3.By the time I decided to stop going up and down in my room,calm down and answer the phone,you had already hang up.
There's definitely something wrong with my timing. Or with us.

"I can't control you,I don't know you well
These are the reasons I think that you're ill.
And since last that we parted,last that I saw him
Down by the river,silent and hardened
Morning was mocking us
Blood hit the sky
I was just happy my manic and I
He didn't see me,the sun was in his eyes
And birds were singing to calm us down.
And i'm sorry young man,I cannot be your friend
I don't believe in a fairytale end
I don't keep my head up all of the time
I find it dull when my heart meets my mind
I hardly know you,I think I can tell
These are the reasons I think that we're ill
I hardly know you,I think I can tell
These are the reasons I think that I'm ill..."