whattimeisit?itstimetoparty

 oh hi babezz

lately, everytime that somebody invites me to a party most of the times it goes like dis..as soon as i enter the place there's crappy -for sure not uplifting- music -at all- with dj playin like the same song till u like it, people all around you trapped in a dancing move in endless repeat, which leaves us with me thinkin that either one of us - me or them- has got the wrong picture for the word party (still havent figured out the truth since i m one and they re like always more)!
so this saturday at coo(L) bar there's gonna be a real party with real songs, table dancin smashin glasses and everything so BRING IT ON BITCHES :P

xx

DADATEK PARTY

via guy bourdin

ps. wear ur weirdest ;)

thinkwekissedbutiforgot

hey there babezz

still here in the should i say tropical town of veria thinkin about buildin an ark since it hasnt stopped rainin for days. it s almost like london only without the polution and the shops. oh well maybe like london in the middle ages :P

actually kinda tryin to write my research paper but u know. as soon as microsoft word appears on my computer screen i feel like i ve left so many other stuff unfinished. decide what to wear tomorrow at university, do my nails, watch sweet sixteen on mtv etc. anyway  the days come and go and i m still like in page two.

pardon me but this feels more like writtin the apocalypse. i m seriously thinkin about isolatin in  an island, a cave or sth and maybe you could like supply me with  the essentials using pigeons. and yes when i m using the word essentials i sure as hell mean teen vogue and big mac. oh perhaps u could add a cup of latte every once in a while :P - with extra sugar plzz

luv ya huns
xx

 natasha poly by terry richardson

ps. dis goez to that couple in my university beaten to death by the luv bug, spotted every once in a while makin out here and there.not dat i m not the romantic type -hellooho happy endings they never bore me but in this case..guyzz get a room!!
ps.1 credits to koum for the apocalypse thing :P

let'emeatcake

hi babezz me again

i know i got so quick at posting u cant even believe it hah
well, i aint lazy sweetiez it s just that my dream life is so very active and i have to be there a lot :P

anyway. now that i managed to delay my master at university half a year due to excessive partying it didnt took me long to realize that it s me and despinaki the only kinda sane girlz - not dat sure about me yet- left in this town aging 22 going on 23 ( sweet lord writin this thing down manages to frustrate me more and more since i always found it more enthousiastic considering maself as an endlessly happy teenager) (being at the same age with mary kate and asley -olsen for christ's shake- keeps me going though :P) Nevermind enough wit dis age talkin

anyway, despinaki is the exact opposite of me. insanely good cookin, absof*ckinlutely perfect house cleanin - i mean everyday- , mirror-level shinny floor and watchin movies with her bf  are some of the things that make her feel complete and happy! boy i m tellin you she aint no party crasher, table dancer, glasses smasher AT ALL.

so one of the past couple of dayz me -aka the devil compared to her- was eatin bichin chillin at her place while she was obsessively cleanin the balcony (add the fact that it s f*ckin freezin around here as a psychotic bonus!!)  when i hear a chit chattin. it was the granny next door who for some reason came to indicate despina how to clean as if she wasnt good enough already (daaaah..) while askin the typical questions like
how old are u, what the f*ck (no that was mine :P) are u studyin and as soon as she got the whole picture, she confessed having a granddaughter in our age who didnt manage though to get accepted in any university, doin nothin for the last five years (in our country feel free to call this pure failure since our gov't erects universities just for fun with the number of them being just huge)

i chose just for this once to keep my mouth shut whereas despinaki kindhearted and polite as she is began in a shy tone makin a speech about how typical education isnt always the thing, with granny payin no attention though continuin her own monologue, which concluded with the fact that one day her son (aka her granddaughter's father) saw despinaki's bf entering the house  and after gettin informed of course about who that might be , his statement was sth like : thank gawd Soula didnt get into university..

there are times like these that i feel so sad for not wearing around my favone marie antoinette wig cuz i want it so bad since we re livin IN 1600'S for the luv of gawd!!

peace bitchezz

 Jackson, Mississippi (William Eggleston)

ps. yesterday for some crazy reason i decided to stay home in order to study, which leaves us with me gettin miserable and wonderin: is there some gene in my body sendin some message to my brain like "aw ma gawd it s saturday gotta go out and party at least until 7 a.m." ?? yeah right i m such a grown up.. but hey thats why u luv me xx

youwokeupyesterdaynowiloveyou

oh hey bitchezz :P

reportin back from da one and only super duper trashy city of veria once again and while observing dis whole justin bieber or should i call it -im 14 and i m a billionaire- mania growing bigger and bigger all around me wit me participating in it of course(!!)- still  i m just wonderin:

- mother nature?at the age of 22; am i that goddam late for those three most importan things in dis f*ckin life? and dat might be fame- money- glamour..

hasta la vista babezz. xx

via pop magazine

partytillyoupuke

hey there sunshines

it s good to be finally back after my never ending - super boring exams and my tiny lil vacation :P. now about that vacation.. my university owns a camp, for which i used to hear a lot all these five years i ve been studying here. however, as u may have well imagined i m not dat much of a nature luver nor a camp addict
(supportin da livin large and diamonds are forevah lifestyle :P), so i discreetly avoided it.
this summer though, after ending my exams when it came to holidays,  i felt like i seriously needed to team up with my classmates since it was our last year togethah . hell yeah, i overcame that i d have to sleep on the ground and absolutely followed katy perry's fashion advice for dis summer -daisy dukes bikinis on top though my friends being kind enough to buy me a camp mattress, one bottle of champagne and let me bring two quite heavy suitcases wit me was as an act quite helpful as well :P. now i could write about how many beaches i went or how cool it was but it would just be too bobobooooring.
yes i had camped before if thats what u re thinking bitches :P but that was like in first grade of highschool in a phase of my life that i didnt care that much about anything as long as i got to swim and hang out with my bffs aaaaaall day long! well i guess now things changed a bit; for good or for bad i couldnt possibly tell ya, but suddenly stuff that didnt matter before just started to do so. to put you in da picture i didnt manage to ignore the incredibly dissonantly singing group in the tent next to mine who didnt mind showing off their talent with every oportunity given, nor the guy who thought that the most essential object to bring with him would be of course a tambourine and some cds with tsiftetelia (aka greek trash dancing music- i gotta confess though with really funny dancing moves)  in order to practice endlessly with audience , or even the music  from the beach bar which 0k i like going to clubs and dance till dawn to trashy sounds, but i hadnt planned sleeping in there and honestly i ve tried it once and it didnt work that well.
moreover after three or four days even overcrowded didnt seem to be the right word to describe how many tents were set up. what it reminded me a lot of,  was camps after erthquakes i had seen on tv , only with a bit more alcohol and drugs for sure. at times everything seemed rediculously funny, espessially at midday when u went to the dining room and everyone was wasted and unable to communicate.
few days later -cant even remember if it was day or night actually- while sipping some cocktails at the beach bar, listening for like 300th time lady gaga's alejandro and observing drunk as i was the i-came-here-cuz-im-cool-and-i-camp-no-matter-wha  crowd all around me,  trying to find where did i actually fit, it totally hit me. i was a huge random as well and i couldnt really fit there anymore (hmm i was reading "the unbearable lightness of being" at that time- should i blame kundera?). those -u know babezz- were too dark thoughts for me :) so next day i packed. and i bought a teen vogue. of course the fact that we didnt have water for two days -in a row- might have slightly led me to this wise decision as well. therefore, if u re searchin for a camp partner.. "no no no it aint me babe no no no.."

terry richardson for pirelli calendar 2010

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ps. now that i think about it lindsay lohan would be really grateful to me if i send her there instead of prison!! go go go lindsay!!

urboyfriendisharassinmethinkushouldtellhimtostop

uffie's new video enjoy babezz :))

ps. i just had to say dat i luved pharrell's outfit :P

ps1. i guess in her album she tries mainly to sing and not rap - havent decided yet if i like it or not

heypharrellcanilikeborrowurbag?

hi sweetiezz

i m not gonna waste ur time with apologies about my random posting since summer is here (well not today- it s raining :P) and i prefer cocktails and long walks over writing; but i bet u do the same :)

nevermind, yesterday after many weeks delaying it, i decided to go and pay the electricity..somehow i ve noticed that every time i make up my mind about paying a public service i keep having the same track of thoughts i.e. why do i have to give those money in order to pay for tv, light,water blah blah when they should be for free so that i could buy this bag i like so much at least for this week :P however yesterday gawd payed me off.yeah. while walking towards my living nightmare my eyes fell on sth that for a strange reason i had never spotted before! next to my destination there is  bar or sth like dat i have never entered no matter how much i want to, due to the fact that many are the stories "surrounding" the place all of them crazy enough to convince me to go in but somehow that might be me and only me! noone else -ever- from my group of friends showed even the slightest enthousiasm towards this should i say quite playfull idea of mine :P
to put ya in the mood  it s supposed to be an illegal casino and every night lots of cars are parked outside but i ve never seen anyone entering or exiting the place!! not one f*ckin single time! the best rumor that i heard lately was that when cops decide to go and check the place (as if they dont know..) security cameras spot them and the tables immediately change the whole scenery from playing cards to monopoly games!!hahh pardon me but everytime i set the pic in my head i find it extremely funny :P
anyway the place is called Hours so as i m walking by; for the first time after five years of endless hanging out in this super weird town  i take a good look at its sign.. which of course  might featured the word hours in huge pink shiny letters but after gettin a lil closer i finally got to see the backround which was salvador dali's painting "persistence of memory" of course.. besides, an illegal casino which when in danger turns its green tables into monopoly tournouas what else would it had for a sign apart from dali's surrealistic masterpiece? oh boy dis world never ceases suprising me!! kissez sugarz xx

ps. next time im soooo going in no matter what hun :P

ps1. yacht- psychic city