Happy New Year. Maybe.

December 27, 2013

Yeh so Lee is at his Dad’s with Lisa. Until tomorrow night. Yay!

Oh my GOD every time I see this dude he gets sexier, I swear! He just looks and smells so amazing to me, I can’t understand how other girls refrain from throwing themselves at him and raping him!

So I said he was turning up at about 10pm but it went a bit tits up because he got here at 9pm and Mum let him up to my room without shouting up that he was here. He caught me having a sneaky fag out the bathroom window! He wasn’t happy about it and said I reeked of it, but I shut him up by snogging his gorgeous face off. He said he had to go back home and see his Mum and Lisa and I was like, ok sexy but when are you coming back to ravish me? Ha!

He did come back. We spent an amazing night together, neither of us slept and M&D were all about the quezzies next day cos I couldn’t keep my eyes open. Oh yeh, they have lifted the ban on me having fun just until Lee goes back. Thank God. I told him about it anyways and he wasn’t happy about my smoking but said he doesn’t own me and therefore can’t tell me to stop. I explained that I don’t smoke much and he seemed ok about it. Just concerned about my health which is fair enough. Even if he had told me to stop I wouldn’t have done cos I am so fucking bloody minded.

Christmas Eve I went to Lee and Lisa’s and we watched some TV and a couple films. Joel stayed until about 10pm and then had to go, he wanted to drive back in the night, back to Surrey, and spend Christmas with his family. Lisa was gutted. I felt for her. I went back home and spent some time with Gramps and Nan before they went off to bed. Then of course waited for Lee to climb the tree at midnight and ……..*£(&^$%^^&&!!!!!

Christmas day was better than what I thought it would be. I got up pretty late, around 11am and Mum was freaking out because she thought I hadn’t made my Christmas dinner veggie style. But I had, it just needed microwaving!

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Jamie Oliver’s Vegetarian Cannelloni

Get the recipe here:

http://www.jamieoliver.com/recipes/pasta-recipes/christmas-honeycomb-cannelloni

I got dressed up in a long silky jade green skirt, a black loose weave jumper with stars in a kind of glittery thread, purple tights and my docs. I have left my hair a pale shade of blue and it looks like it’s got purply lilac in it cos my Aunt put some semi permanent streaks in it the other week! I should have taken a selfie but tbh 1. I’m not that vain and 2. No one wants to see my ugly mug splayed across the internet!

Then I went to get Chester in and put his Christmas collar on him, then called Lee to say hi and Dimitri in Greece. I went downstairs and sat with the oldies while M&D were in the kitchen preparing dinner and Nanna goes ”So, Casey, who is the tall, dark and handsome boy I saw running across the yard early this morning?”

I died. Shrivelled up and almost blacked out.

I sat there and felt like I wanted to die. Then I burst out laughing. You know when you are so shocked, like when someone tells you some really bad news and you laugh cos you don’t know what else to do? Yep. And I couldn’t stop. On and on. I was snorting and snotting everywhere. Dad poked his head round the door and asked me what the heck was going on….I had to leave the room. I stayed in the downstairs loo for about 15 minutes and Mum came and asked me if I was ok and that she wanted a wee. I came out and walked back in. Nanna was asleep! Pops winked at me and whispered ‘It’s alright, love, your nan can keep a secret!’

Jesus.

So then I opened presents. I got a new sewing machine from Pops and Nanna, which I have wanted for EVER, 18 driving lessons from M&D and guess what was attached to the voucher? A certificate, like a promise from Dad that when I pass my driving test, he will BUY ME A CAR!!!!!

Yes, you read it right. BUY ME A FUCKING CAR!

Then Dad gave me my present from Yiayia and Papous in Thessaloniki. Two envelopes. The first one had a letter inside from Olympic Airways saying that I had two return flights to Thessaloniki this summer and I could phone them up and arrange the dates when I was ready. TWO!!!! Second envelope. I opened it and there was a booklet in there about Greek Language courses in Thessaloniki. Yiayia had put a note inside saying that I could research this online and let her know which one I wanted to do and she would go ahead and book it and pay for it! I went online and found it:

http://www.ikariancentre.com/lang/en/greek_language_courses_thessaloniki

OH MY DAYS!

AND LEE CAN GO WITH ME!

We can stay in Yiayia and Papou’s garconier!

Well stoked!

Oh man. My Mum is calling me down to eat. I’ll try and post again soon but Lee is back so….hibernation mode 😉

 

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Yes, so Lee came back!

In case you were all wondering where the heck I have been! Mostly with Lee, enjoying my days, chilling out, dodging my M&D (well Lee has been!) and just being in a generally good place. It has been so hot as well….I’ve got a beaut tan…advantage of having a big back garden with no immediate neighbours! Yeppers, topless sunbathing….hoorah!

There are loads of things going on in the background too.

Dimitri has started to get really possessive, even though he’s in Halkidiki for the summer…he won’t stop texting me and has been going to an internet cafe every day, sometimes three/four times a day, to get on Skype. But I am rarely inside. I am either outside ston kipo (in the garden- trying to practice my Greek) or in the woods/ fields/bedroom/surgery  with Lee..sorry filo mou but I just can’t get my head around your demands on me. He lead me to believe that he was dating loads of gomena and having fun but clearly he aint cos he texts me every evening and seems to be lonely. I do miss him but I’ve got Lee. What can I do?

Yes, Lee is working in Dad’s surgery in the mornings, that’s why I have had chance to gussy up and get my white transparent skin to see some UVs. I was honestly scary! With my pale blue hair, I really did look like a friggin ghoul. I love that look for winter but not for summer. Must be my Greekness coming out cos I tan really easily….

Lee keeps hassling me to come clean to M&D about us. I pointed out that if I tell them, they’ll be extra OTT on their guard at bed times…and so it’ll make his climbing up more risky. He told me to tell them we are sleeping together….PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF what the actual fuck does he think he’s on about? My Dad is adamant that I’m staying a virgin til my wedding night! It’s more fun this way I think , but for Lee it’s hard cos Dad has given him this part time job and he feels guilty for going behind his back. I get that but t would spoil everything. I know Lee wants it all out in the open and we keep talking about it with me ending up sulking (only because I know I haven’t got a leg to stand on…he’s right and I hate that he’s right!) and him going quiet on me. This is the only downer so far.

I’m off to make dinner…yes, Mum has been insisting I cook for myself. I quite enjoy it! I’m making quorn wraps..like chicken wraps with onion, tomato, peppers, garlic…but with quorn pieces instead. Lee loves them. He should be round soon. I will try and write more but if I don’t……HAPPY DAYS!!!!!!!

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Sometimes it’s just too much to even look at these. Today I put some as backgrounds on my lappy. I miss Yiayia and her stupid talk about boyfriends and why I dye my hair blue. Paps just used to sit there sipping coffee and beaming at me. It’s not fair. They are my flesh and blood but they won’t come to England. They think they are too old…..Yiayia has never been out of Greece, never been on a plane. What a life…just being at home all day learning how to cook and bringing up her kids. My Dad and my Aunt Sophia. God, she is a weirdo though! I dunno…I kinda liked her but she was so loud. Like, why dye your hair blonde if you have got naturally BLACK hair and olive skin? No! I would LOVE to have black hair and olive skin! Look at me. To say I am Half Greco, it sucks really that I took Mum’s complexion! WHY GOD, WHY?????

‘Itan para poli wraia na se xerw…..elpizw oti mia mera, tha ksanasinandoume…tha mou leipseis poli’

I don’t know if I remember that right….D wrote it down in English letters for me and wouldn’t translate it. I lost it though, I have looked everywhere for it. I didn’t dare ask dad in case it’s something ‘personal’ hahaha. I can’t google it to translate because it’s not in proper Greek letters………Damn!

Some more shots of the city of light!

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this one is near where we got off the bus in the centre. I LOVE the way it looks so intense with the shops and apartments stacked up…and then an ancient church next to it.

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a random night shot along the port front….can you tell I was wasted? hahaha

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D took this…right down a step nearly touching the water in the port. I was too drunk to do it I would have landed in there for sure!

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around the same area by day…

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D made me go up the White Tower even though I was shitting myself. He took this so I would be able to see the view at least from a camera. He called me ‘Kota’ which I believe is CHICKEN.

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ancient ruins in the midst of this heaving and wonderfully mad city centre! All the shops round here are hippy/goth/arty.

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abandoned baby! Oh yeh!

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one of the cafe’s where I drank copious Frappe’s (gliko me gala!)

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We walked this strip til we wore it down I reckon!

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random cool shot of nice buildings…The National Bank I think

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Some big protest…….can’t remember what about. Apparently it’s always happening. Good!

Oh MAN look at those apartment buildings!

What does Casey want for Christmas? One of those blue ones! Er…dream on.

Oh I was sent this video…D says it is one of the best (traditional) Greek singers and the song is about Thessaloniki.

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Σ ΑΝΑΖΗΤΩ ΣΤΗ ΣΑΛΟΝΙΚΗ

means something like; I explore or delve into Saloniki

http://www.greek-dictionary.org/translate-english/delve

I suppose like he wants to know everything about the place. Like I do!

You see, I am learning Greek quite fast! I have started to practice the alphabet and writing the letters. It seems to come easily, I guess it’s genetic. Dad’s really happy and so is Y&P. I really want to be able to communicate with them properly someday.

So last night, Dimitri shouted across at me from his balcony and I parked my chair at the end of my balcony. His balcony almost touches mine so it was like I was in there. There were 5 guys all playing guitar and singing. They kept passing me bottles of beers (Mythos..I love it) and I got a bit drunk hahaha. They played mostly Greek songs and Dimitri kept reminding them that I didn’t really understand so they would play some stuff I knew. Led Zeppelin was popular with them and some Nirvana which I sang along to pretty loudly! I kept expecting someone to come out and bollock us for being loud but of course this is Greece. No one seems to give a shit although Dad said he could hear them and that the ‘noise’ stopped at about 3am. Whoops! Greek boys are fricking sexy I have to say at this point. One of them, I think he was called Kostas, kept staring at me and spent most of the evening singing AT me, I could tell. He was really cute. I think I like the dark skin and hair. Hahaa. Lee is dark as well but he has got fair skin.

They taught me some words that apparently I need to know…like Malakas WANKER……hahahaha! And how to say Fuck you which is Gamisoo….they said it a lot to each other as well as Malaka and I kept laughing. Apparently it’s normal and friendly, wtf ok then! I said to Dimitri, if this isn’t arguing I wanna see what you’re like when you’re really pissed with each other..he thought it was funny and said that it’s pretty ugly. They kept doing a hand gesture that I love as well…hand in your face, like NAAH! You’re an idiot and need to shut up type of thing….Oh I love it.

So today I went out with the oldies and we went for another walk (a TOO SHORT walk!) around the city. I just love it so much!   Dad told me that there was a massive fire and that the city centre was designed by a French architect after that. It is really beautiful. The buildings are mixed up like you get modern ones sandwiched in between an ancient church and a french style one. There are also LOADS of abandoned ones as well. I was standing there just staring up and Dad had to drag me away. I really REALLY want to go out and explore ON MY OWN. I don’t think Dad will let that happen. Fuck it…Gamisoo!

I had given Dimitri my number to call me so we could go out for a coffee. BUT he called me whilst I was out with the oldies and I told Dad and he was like, oh let’s all go for a coffee down the port area………WTF? Y&P wanted to as well so I had to EMBARRASSINGLY tell Dimitri. Thing is he was cool about it. What is it with young people that they LIKE adult company? I was a bit pissed off but what could I do? Dad told him where we were gonna be and we met him there. I had ordered a normal coffee (ena Ness!) but when Dimitri got there he ordered a Frappe! When it came I was like WHAT? It’s cold coffee in a tall glass and it looks like it’s got a massive head on it. He let me try and and WOAHHHH it’s amazing. He then said why don’t I order one and I thought hmmmm so I said to him, let’s go somewhere else and I’ll order one there. I think he got the hint and we stuck around for another 20 minutes and then excused ourselves. M&D gave me looks as if to say DON’T YOU DARE do anything..but Yiayia was like, nudging Dad and getting all excited making a shooing gesture with her hand. She was saying that Dimitri is a good kid (kalo paythee) and that I would be ok with him. Yiayia I love you! AGAPI MOO! (My love!)

So we walked down the port area towards the White Tower (which I have to say isn’t white hahaha) and Dimitri told me all about Manchester and how he settled in and where he goes out etc. I told him my plans for Uni and he was really interested in my Art work and what I do with my clothes! We then talked about how hard it is for me with Lee being so far away and stuff. Get this though. His girlfriend is studying in Athens! OMG how crap! He hardly ever sees her, like this Easter for example, she has to spend it with her family in somewhere called…I can’t remember…something like Serress? It’s not far from Thessaloniki but they hardly see each other cos then he goes back to UK. I think the summer will be their time. I can’t imagine that shit.

We sat at a cafe outdoors at the end of the port area opposite the White Tower and I ordered my own Frappe! I am properly drinking this for ever now! Dimitri was impressed cos I asked him how to order it and I apparently said it perfectly: Thelo ena frappe gliko me gala (I want a sweet Frappe with milk) CHECK ME OUT!

We had a fun time there, he was teaching me some phrase that I can’t remember now…too many, my brain is overloaded! And that guy knows SO many people! Girls and guys would walk past and they would stop and kiss him like two or three times on the cheek or do a kind of high five thing (boys) and talk for ages, all animated like they were on a high. I so wished I could join in and talk as well, I felt like a dick. He was very polite and told all of them my name. So sweet. One girl stopped for a bit and had a coffee as well. She spoke really good English and asked me some stuff. Her name was Popi. She seemed quite er…how can I say it…over dramatic? I dunno…a bit egotistical and the way she was flicking her hair around got on my nerves. She had too much perfume on and exceptionally high heeled shoes……I wasn’t jealous…no, I have defo decided I wasn’t..I don’t know, just something about her. She seemed fake. Is that a Greek girl trait?

I jokingly said to Dimitri that she was flirting with him and he was like, no…..he said that most Greek girls like attention and flirt continuously. He seemed quite down on them in general. He said that they are difficult to read and like to play mind games. I asked him about his girlfriend (called Alexandra) and he said that she is a rocker with pink hair and Doc martens. She doesn’t go in for all that crap. Ha! He said that Thessaloniki girls are generally more down to earth and alternative thinking, whereas girls from Athens and the islands are the mind players. Interesting! He likes to stereotype, but who am I to say….

So we got the bus back and we said goodbye in the corridor…..and he frickin kissed me on the cheeks…three times I think. But I KNOW it’s normal here..hmmm I do find him really attractive though…NO NO Casey stop!!!

Here are some photos:

Kostas friend of Casey

Dimitri with his cheeky grin after laughing at me trying to repeat phrases to him in Greek!

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where I walked with the oldies, not far from the port area.

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And some abandoned buildings!

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actually this isn’t, but it’s gorgeous anyways!

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I can’t wait for tomorrow!

 

Well, what an experience. I am sitting in my little room with my own bathroom and kitchen area, my Yiayia and Papous are sleeping in their apartment next door (it’s called ipnaki-little sleep) after our massive meal (again). I would seriously be the size of a house in no time at all if I lived here!

There’s sooooooooo much to write about!

Mum and Dad have gone out for a walk. I decided to stay in and write my blog and see if Lee is around. He’s not. He is at work as I knew but I had to check. I miss him so much. We haven’t seen each other since I left, on Skype I mean, cos of a few factors, mainly that I haven’t been able to get online til this afternoon. ‘Greekgran’ and Papous haven’t got internet connection so I have been calling Lee on my mobile before sleep. I am 2 hours ahead of him now so luckily he has finished work by the time I call at about 12 UK time (2am here haha!) It’s really nice here. Y&P have only got 2 bedrooms now as they have made one of their smaller bedrooms into a dining area. When my Dad lived here, there was him and his sister as well. (She is coming on Saturday, Sofia is her name. I met her once when she came to visit us but I can’t really remember her). Now M&D are in the only spare room but Y&P own a little studio next door which in Greek is called a ‘Garconiera’. They used to rent it out but haven’t had a tenant in there for a few months. Yiayia said I may as well sleep there as the sofa is a bit uncomfortable in the apartment. I am so glad cos I get my space (to Skype/talk to Lee) and go to bed/get up what time I want and Yiayia has put some coffee (fuck it’s STRONG!) in here and some stuff for breaky (hard rings of bread with sesame seeds on. I can’t remember what they are called but I love them).

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I have also got a little balcony. I want to stay here forever! The evenings have been really mild and I have been sitting out on a little chair and listening to the city streets below and the Greeks being loud. They are soooo noisy. I can also see into other people’s apartments cos the streets are narrow around here. I love it! I wish Lee was here. I took this and put it in black and white cos it suits the vibe of this city…

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So anyways I am able to be online thanks to a new friend of mine called Dimitri. He lives next door and we bumped into each other in the lift yesterday when I was with the oldies. He spoke to Yiayia and Papous (from now on Y&P) and said Hi to me and after he got out downstairs, my Dad translated from what Yiayia said that he is a good kid who always helps Y&P out when they need. I get the impression that Greek kids are much more respectful of old people than we are in UK. I have seen kids help old people across the roads and they speak to them in respectful ways from what I can tell. I don’t know what anyone is saying, I have to admit, they all talk so frickin fast! He did come in later and we talked for a bit. Get this…..He is studying Business and Finance at Manchester Uni! Not far at all from where I live. He is home for Easter hols as it’s a big celebration here. He said he’s pretty busy this week but offered to take me out to see some sites and go for a drink with his friends. Fucking Dad was quick to point out I am not yet 18! OMG! Anyways we have arranged to go out tomorrow for a coffee at the port front where all the bars and cafes are. I can’t wait. Just as mates though, however gorgeous he is. And he really is! Oh yeh…he gave me his key code or whatever for his internet so I hooked up to his. At 7 o’clock, Dimitri told me that he is gonna be on his balcony with some mates of his jamming! So basically I can sit on my balcony and his is right next to mine so I can sit right at the end and join in. There isn’t much privacy living in a block of apartments like this one. Totally the opposite to my attic room!

So what have we done so far.

It was awesome on Tuesday cos Pops took me to the airport at stupid o’clock to get my 6:30am flight. I was monged out to fuck and didn’t wake up properly til I landed in Thessaloniki. It was then about 11:30 being 2 hours ahead of Uk and it was pretty warm when I got off the plane. Dead weird was the sense of bustle…I can’t explain it well, just that Greeks seem to be really loud and over the top. All I could hear was this weird language and like they were all arguing. I have realised that they are not though…well most of the time anyway!

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I got this off the internet..just to show how Thessaloniki is written in Greek letters.

Dad was there with Papous and Mum in his ancient car. I couldn’t believe it! Paps was talking non stop and poor Mum was just shrugging her shoulders at me as she didn’t understand a fucking word they were saying. Paps seemed ace and kept Dad busy asking me stuff through him. He LIKES my blue hair! Suck on THAT Mum and Dad who told me to wash it out before I came here cos they were conventional the Greeks. Yeh ok. Do you know how many colours of hair I’ve seen and I’ve only been here a few days! Shut up dad…….

We drove towards the city and I was quite surprised by all the high rises…but somehow they are NICE not like in UK. Y&P live in an area East of the city centre which is quite modern compared to the centre itself. I love the city centre by the way. We went yesterday. It’s just BEAUTIFUL. I’d call it shabby chic…just the right place for a rock music video or a horror film. I have got some photos but they aren’t great. I will put them at the end of this post.

So then we get to the apartment block and go up in the retro lift to the 5th floor. How much do I love this building? I could hear weird music coming from behind the doors I guessed it was traditional Greek. It made me feel like I was back in time. Oh my God I love it! I will post some Greek music as well.

Yiayia. Well I fell in love with her the moment I saw her! She is tiny and has got the strongest hug ever! She wouldn’t let me breath and she was saying stuff to me and stroking my face, then she started crying! Dad translated and she was saying stuff like I was her flower and her heart! Oh my God. We sat on the balcony and she made us Greek coffee which I nearly choked on it was so strong, and Yiayia did not stop to breath I swear down. Mum was just sat there smiling and trying to understand. Paps was quiet but he was smiling at me the whole time. I got the distinct impression that the women are the dominant forces in a Greek household. Go Yiayia! She kept calling me ‘Paythee moo’ (that’s what it sounds like) and it means ‘my child’ and also ‘kartheea moo’ MY HEART. I love both of them! She kept bringing out mounds of homemade biscuits. I felt fucking sick by 1 o’clock and then she announced it was time to eat! WTF now? Hahahaha.

THE FOOD WAS AMAZING! Dad had already explained that I don’t eat meat, which they couldn’t understand at all. I tried to get Dad to explain but it seemed to fall on dead ears that I love animals and don’t want to eat them. Dad explained to me that in Greece it’s not really understood. There was so much lamb on that table that I thought I would throw up at one point, but Mum kept nudging me under the table as if to say, try not to look so disgusted. I ate a lot though…some FUCKING AMAZING things called Dolmathakia which are leaves stuffed with rice. I know it sounds gross but believe me it’s SCRUMMY.

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Also Yiayia, bless her, made stuffed tomatoes and peppers (with rice in) oh MAN, and also THE most delicious roast potatoes I have EVER tasted.

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Greek food. YEH BABY! And then the sweets. Well, you can imagine! I seriously thought I was gonna explode all over the dining room.

Then it was nap time for Y&P and so first her and Dad showed me the garconiera. I was well pleased with it! Here’s a photo of the bed area. Look you can see my lap top there on the bed. And no, that’s NOT my big soft bear there, it was DAD’s!!!! And you can see Dad’s school books and stuff in the old bookcase. If you turn from this view to the right there’s the door to the bathroom and the room opens out with a sofa and kitchen bit with big doors on to the balcony. It’s got a cute oven that sits on top of the work surface with 3 rings on the top of it. Yiayia showed me how to make the Greek coffee for my wake up. I boil it IN a metal jug on the hob! That TV is ace as well. So old. Lots of channels with Greeks talking too fast for comprehension, but I found a film last night in English with the weird Greek subtitles along the bottom. I really really want to learn this amazing language.

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oh Dad’s calling me (well knocking on the wall and now he’s on the balcony next door calling me)….I’ll be back….

 

 

Depressed…or just bored?

February 3, 2013

Ok so my last few posts have been morbid. I don’t want this one to be the same~ moaning, missing Lee, bored with life. The thing is I want to write amazing, interesting blogs, but when I get to the weekend and look back on the week I realise there’s nothing interesting to write! 

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I know I’m not a normal teenager. Last night, Saturday night, what did I do? I took Chester for a very long walk in the woods, got very wet, came back, washed him down, went upstairs, sat on my bed for ages staring outside at the tree tops listening to Veronica Falls, watched a documentary on YouTube about parallel universes, texted Lee (many many times), went downstairs and stole a glass of wine from the kitchen (M&D had dinner guests) watched some more stuff about Paranormal Investigations, watched American Horror Story (must blog about that at some point. Violet is ME. Her dad’s a Doctor, she’s an only child, grungy, moody, likes Morrissey, hangs out with ghosts in an old mansion house…) and then waited to skype Lee. Then remembered it was Saturday night and we don’t skype on Saturday night. Why? Well because he goes out with his art student buddies…..’nuff fucking said about that…another reason I hate Saturday nights…

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Called him. He didn’t answer.

Waited for the attic room to consume me in my jealousy and longing.

It didn’t. Unfortunately.

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I tried to write something here but I couldn’t even manage one single line.

I tried to write a list of things I love to cheer myself up. Here’s what I came up with:

  • Chester and our walks in the woods.
  • Skyping (with Lee and Stella)
  • Reading strange books. Eg Neil Gaiman, Clive Barker, Stephen King…
  • Watching documentaries about ghosts, parallel universes (a new interest of mine), social issues, asylums, criminals etc
  • Drawing and painting (subjects including above themes)
  • Listening to music. (Band names too many to mention)
  • Surfing the web to find ideas for clothes/outfits and upcycling
  • Going to charity shops and buying things…ie clothes that are made from amazing fabric to cut up for upcycling. (If I find a style that I like, for eg a blouse, I cut it up carefully along the seams and lay it out as pieces. Then I make patterns in the fabric I want that match exactly then sew them all together to make a new blouse. Get it? I might have to post a demo to show everyone.)

Things I want to do: (Not including all the ‘things’ I want to do with Lee!)

  • learn Greek. I am half Greek and my dad says he will teach me.
  • Go to Salonika. That’s where Dad is from and my grandparents that I don’t know live there. I will be able to talk to them if I learn Greek. (Kalimera is good morning. I remember cos my mum said ‘Kalamari’ instead which is squid!)
  • Have a bunch of 3 or 4 really good friends that come round and sit in my attic room, drinking wine and talking.
  • Join an URBEX group. (Urban Exploration~exploring abandoned buildings)
  • Do proper Paranormal Investigations (starting in my bathroom hahaha!)
  • Have the inspiration to paint more.
  • Learn to play violin (M&D have already said hell no!)

Ok so now I need to figure out how to inject some enthusiasm into my Sunday.

 

 

By the way, I am referring to the ‘Christian’ version of Christmas. In fact, I believe what it discussed on the Zeitgeist movie; 21st December is the day when the sun is reborn and thus a new year begins. NOT the son of God. The actual SUN that is in our sky and gives life…and without it we would die. THAT one. So in fact, according to my own beliefs, 5 days to go. But anyways….

Urrgh. I feel like shit. Fuzzy head, sore throat, aching limbs. Frickin hideous. I keep thinking, not long to go til I get to see Lee again!

Thing is:

a). Annabelle is probably coming. Ruination! Will she try and drag her visit out? Has she got ulterior motives? Does she want Lee? (Who the hell wouldn’t??!!!)

b). My Grandparents are coming. My mum’s parents, not my Dad’s. I wish my Dad’s parents were coming I have only met them once cos they live in Salonika, Greece. My mum and dad have been quite a few times, but the problem is that mum can’t speak Greek and they can’t speak English! Apparently dad tried to teach mum some phrases, but she fricked it up when she tried to say ‘good morning’ to them she said ‘kalamari’ which is squid! Hahahahahahah!!! She should have said ‘Kalimera’ I am getting to be quite curious about my foreign roots! My Dad gave me a book called The Thread by Victoria Heslop. It’s pretty good. He says it will tell me a bit about where he comes from. I have read like, two pages, my brain is mashed, remember!? :(. Anyhow the point is, I will be expected to hang out at home while they are here. RUINATION. I hope it’s not for too long. Make it when Annabelle is here? That would be tooooooo good to be true though. Errr no! I don’t want her flirting and swishing her blue dreadlocks around while I’m not there. Yes, but she’s always with Lee in London. COME ON CASEY GET A GRIP!

c). I get all happy and dizzy when he comes (Sunday- a week today!) but when he leaves I cry for days and just want to get in bed and pull the duvet over my head and ignore the world. Which usually is what ends up happening.

Anyways. Mum has just brought me some garlic bread. I would usually have devoured it before she had a chance to put it on my plate, but right now, I’m like, blurghhh. Look here it is……oh crap.