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108th Entry: Took me to Paris

So I must either be a very lucky person or I my life is meant to be a contradiction. A few articles ago you just saw how I complain to be starving and going “pleite” and then suddenly am a couple of miles away in perhaps the most beautiful city of the world… yeah am talking about Paris!

I mean, I did know that at some point in my life I will visit this amazing city and finally see with my own eyes the Eiffel tower (that has been appearing like at least 1000 times every day in my IG-feed), but I would never imagine it to be that soon! (/∇\*)。o○♡

Now I even uploaded an Eiffel tower picture on my IG account:

…with the obvious capture “Paris, I love you” (for those who don’t trust in their French knowledge).

And I can’t quite express my excitement about this place or the “taste” it left me after I left it behind. It even kinda feels like a dream now. A dream in Paris. I wish this happened every day!

And I owe all these to a very special person, who has been so kind to organize all these and invite me to Disneyland (which am going to write more details soon).

You really humbled me when you told me “I can’t believe nobody took you there (ref. to Paris)”

Y u so kind?! ლ(ٱ٥ٱლ) *heart melts*

So yeah, after this event, my luck skyrocket such, that I should never, ever again complain about life being unfair to me!

And if I ever again complain about my life, please do me a favor:

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107th Entry: “Pleite gehen”

Oh no, don’t worry. I am not suddenly changing the language of my blog. You will understand the term once you read this post (if you don’t speak German that is).

So today I went for my usual walk, after having my brunch and my coffee at Starbucks

(yeah I brought my own food, but hey I don’t want to pay 8 CHF for a piece of Starbucks pastry that is not even fresh)

Anyway, so after the Starbucks I decided to take another route than the usual that leads to the lake. So I’ve crossed the bridge to go to the other side and marched towards the inner city, cause I saw from far that they had some kind of open market going on, so yeah I got curious.

On the way to the market I saw the H&M (clothes store). I got excited cause, first I didn’t know if they had one in Geneva and second because I always find nice clothes at affordable prices that actually fit me. So I said “what the heck? I haven’t bought clothes for ages, why not have a look?”

Long story short, I found some really cute clothes that were even on sale! ヽ( ★ω★)ノ

After leaving the store I learnt two things about myself:

1. That the size S is now big for me (no wonder, since I have this pie for brunch every single day).

2. That I am actually more broke than I thought I was! .・゜゜・(/。\)・゜゜・.

So yeah, my card got declined due to insufficient funds. And to be honest I wasn’t even embarrassed when this happened cause I was rather worried and a bit depressed cause the clothes looked really nice on me and I was so excited to buy them and then… boom! Reality hit me !!(。_°☆\(- – ) (< that’s reality hitting me)

Actually it hit me so deep that after leaving the store I wanted to run home and cry myself out, until I fell asleep. But I knew what depression actually feels like (been there, done that), I didn’t want to go through it again. So I decided to do my usual route and reflect, accept what is and even laugh about it.

Actually after accepting the fact of going pleite (bankrupt), I was thinking about ways to save money, like instead of having a brunch + a dinner, I should unite these two meals into one. So it’s going to be a brinner or something. Also I won’t need to buy coffee any more, since I will be sleeping throughout the day until my brinner hehe ( ̄ー ̄)

Oh and by the way, if you happened to see a blonde, skinny girl walking across the lake, wearing clothes too big for her and warned out sandals, just throw some bread! I will thank you! (o_ _)o

 

 

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106th Entry: The learning revolution 🎓 (an experiment)

When I was at high school, I used to be quite obsessed with learning. Learning just about anything. Knowing the world around me. I was so thirsty about knowing the world (so yeah I guess that’s why I ended up living so dispersed).

So one time at school, we had a book exhibition and after scanning through many books, I’ve seen one with the intimidating title “The learning revolution”. It was a heavy book with a soft cover and it got me quite curious. At that time, I thought this book would unveil to me, some kind of secret to understand the world better. I don’t remember how I made this connection, cause it’s been 10 years already! But I remember not giving it much thought, so I had it ordered.

When our books finally arrived, I couldn’t wait to go home and dive into it. Absorb every letter of every sentence of every page of it.

But it was not quite as I imagined it to be. At first I was disappointed but after having read and digest it, I realised that it could be useful in the process of learning (i.e. learning a new language). For example (and this is one of the few things I remember so well) the author described a method that has been used for learning a new language super-fast.

They made an experiment, in which they have taken a few students, who could not speak Spanish at all, and they put them into a room for several days in a row, where they instructed them in Spanish non-stop. The lessons would pause only for prime human necessities, like eating, sleeping and going to the toilet. The instructors would alternate each session.

After the experiment ended, the students were able to speak and understand Spanish in an advance level, despite of being instructed for only a few days and having prior no knowledge of the language.

This amazed me quite a bit, mainly because I was that kind of person, who hated learning new languages. I would imagine having to attend these sessions for a few days… and voila > I speak fluent French! How convenient would that have been back then, because I hated French lessons with passion (ironically I have the exact opposite feelings about French today ╥_╥).

Long time passed, and the knowledge that I aquired from that book was long forgotten.

The last few days, I had this crazy idea going on my head “What if I listen to French non-stop for several days in a row? Can I brainwash myself in such a way, that I could be able to speak French effortlessly?” Then I remembered that experiment from that book I’ve read a decate ago. Perhaps then it was time to apply it! My only problem was to find the proper instruction material, that will occupy my mind 24 hours / day.

I was quite lucky, that only a few days ago, I was been awared of this program called “Spotify” by my French friend, who btw listens music from it non-stop. So I searched for French songs to listen non-stop, but to my surprise I found something greater: a big list of French lectures, for any level, from beginners to advance! Hours and hours of material to listen the whole day (and leave enough for the next).

I was so happy and relieved, that I immediately downloaded them to my phone (you have to be subscribed to do that fyi). And with this, I am able to conduct this experiment.

I started yesterday evening. I was hoping to be able to sleep with the headphones on, listening to the tracks (even if I’d be sleeping). It didn’t go so well, cause I was mentally repeating the words after the instructor. So I had to stop the tracks, because I could not put myself to sleep. I slept after 2-3 hours of not-listening (don’t know what happened!). OK, so maybe it’s because I am not used to it yet, that my brain cannot leave it playing at the background. But I think its a matter of getting used to it. For exmple, now that I write these, I am still listening to these tracks and I can concentrate on the writing instead.

So yeah, today it has been quite a day, cause I ‘ve been listening to these tracks non-stop: As I was preparing my pancakes, at the kitchen table, getting dressed / ready to go out, with me at the supermarket, when I went for a walk, when I came back and took my bath, when I prepared and eaten my dinner, until now, at this very moment that I writed these. And it hasn’t even been half of the playlist done. After the list is done, I will restart and rehear these again. Am curious how this is going to work on my brain.

I guess I will keep you updated! o(〃^▽^〃)o

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105th Entry: Dreaming in French 💤

My days seem to pass quite slow (for a change). I guess my holidays are very slow-paced. Or is it the fact that I am most of the time by myself, that it gives me the impression that time passes so slow?

Today I came to the lake again.Only a different location. I love the water. I just want to be close to it, even if I am not touching it. Even if I am not swimming in it. Just looking at it is enough. I respect it, because it inspires me to write.

When I finally find a home to settle into (if that ever happens), then ideally would be some place with a lake. Ideally it’d be a big loud city with a lake. It should also be foreign – friendly. But I’d be willing to learn the local language, so I guess that wouldn’t be a problem.

I came to realize that people appreciate people who are willing to speak their native language. Back in Cyprus, I was also both thrilled and amazed by foreign people who could speak Greek. Even if it was just one sentence at a time. Greek is not an easy language that you can master in a few months by staying in a Greek-speaking country. It will take years to correctly pronounce and remember Greek words.

Speaking of foreign languages… I had my first French-speaking dreams the last two days! ٩(●˙▿˙●)۶ On the first one I was even trying to speak in German with a kid, but only French phrases would come instead. I had to force myself to speak with him in German. How weird, considering I am only fluent in German. And then on the second dream, I was talking with cats (!?) in French (=^・^=) Actually they spoke to me and I would understand and respond back.

All these made me thinking… what if our brain subconsciously “records” all languages you hear (even if we don’t remember them or understand them) and they are not available to us, unless our subconscious mechanisms are involved (ie. while dreaming)?

Could it be that the brain acts like a recording device? 📼

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104th Entry: Holidays in wonderland

Haven written for a while and you might start wondering, what is happening to me. Heh, am alright at the moment! (*^▽^*)

Days seem to pass so fast, I haven’t quite realized when June entered and now it’s already July.. (°o°;)

I guess I can understand summer, only when I am in Cyprus. My mom even told me today, how hot it is during the day and that they can’t stand being in the living room, so they retrieve to their bedrooms with A/C on the max. I can be thankful that at least I don’t have to go through that! (☉_☉)

Holidays

Today Yesterday G’s grandparents came and picked him up around 10:30 am. He is staying with them until Saturday. And well… on Sunday they (Mr. Frank, Ms. Anne and G) will depart for France. So practically I am on holidays from today yesterday!! ٩(^ᴗ^)۶

Don’t quite know what to do all this time they will be missing… And they will be gone until the 27th of July. Am not going to Cyprus, neither to Vienna… So I guess I will be going around Switzerland. There is also a possibility to go to Greece, to visit a friend around the 20th of July… but is not confirmed yet.

I also wish I could be on the Swiss mountains again. I wouldn’t mind lying in the sun and read all day long. ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱

Anyways, I have to stop dreaming of those Valais villages on the mountains, get off my bed and do something productive!

Speaking of which… have you seen my latest “fun project” on “Alice in Wonderland”? If not, you should follow me on Instagram, cause I post most of them there (•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→ http://instagram.com/xxsdiary

Alice in Wonderland

Basically so far I have been minimizing myself in different scenarios, like sitting on the top of children books:

Hanging over door hands:

And sitting on children’s chairs in empty rooms:

… and so far achieved the “making people wonder how I do it”. Which is quite curious… cause everyone has heard of Photoshop at least once in their lifetimes… Perhaps they don’t expect me to use it? Or are the shadows making them so realistic? In which case, am flattered ( ⋂‿⋂’)

So yeah… here is how I will spend my holidays ultimately: taking photos, editing them and pretending I am in wonderland ୧(﹒︠ᴗ﹒︡)୨

Ok, really got to get off bed now. Its already noon \(*0*)/

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103rd Entry: Forgotten past excitements

I’ve started reading physics again. I can’t describe you the excitement that goes through me right now. It’s a feeling I haven’t felt for quite a while. It’s that same feeling I had when I was a kid (15-17) and I just started getting interested in the anaylisis of the world. When I started reading popular phyics books by Stephen Hawking, Michio Kaku, Brian Greene and Richard Feynman.

Wow, I can’t believe am back to that again! It’s like these two years, I felt like turning physics down and getting interested in other things, completely forgetting that little part of me, which actually adores physics. I now keep telling myself that it’s never to late to start again. °(ಗдಗ。)°.

It’s not a feeling of obligation really. I can now see it more clearly. Maybe something like a calling. What I was meant to be. What I really adore doing and what makes me get butterflies in my stomach.

I just began reading “QED, The strange theory of light any matter”, by R. Feynman. I must admit, I download it illegally (am I going to get arrested for this?), but there was no kindle form available and don’t want to wait for the book to arrive. I like Richard Feynman’s way of writing. And to be honest it kind of reminds me of mine: direct, straight to the point.

I still feel like having butterflies in my stomach, so don’t know how am going to make it throughout the book. I’d probably download it into my kindle, go out of the house, dive into the book and lose track of time (seriously, what’s happening to me???)

OK, it didn’t work on the kindle, because it’s in a .djv file format. I tried to convert online, but they accept only .djvu extensions. I don’t really know what the difference is. Anyway, I found online about the Universal Document Converter and it looks like it now works! (´∇ノ`*)ノ But I just noticed that from 1,3 MB the book became 89 MB wtf. w(@。@;)w

Anyways, enough b**s**t writing. I am diving! So, see you!

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102nd Entry: My wise “little” brother

So…. I have made it to my cousin’s wedding this weekend! (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧

Am so glad to have been made it, it was quite rewarding for my mental stability. Yeah, I talk about that as if I were a mental patient, but no… I can see there is only a fine line between sanity and being crazy.

Anyways… As I was there, of course a lot of things went through my mind. I was very happy and moved to see my little cousin (she is little in a sense that she is 1 year younger than me, but we grew up together as equals) getting married. It was also a curious feeling. I grew up with her, we played together and we were so close. Back then I would never imagine her being a married woman.

When she came down with her wedding dress and the music started playing, I shed a tear. When I saw her going further and further, I could not stop crying. For some reason I can not explain. When all this finished (because in greek / Cypriot weddings, there is a whole ceremony), I went up to her and talk her as cousin to cousin. I couldn’t hold on my emotion (I don’t know why I get so emotional lately) and she felt that too, so we were both there almost burst in tears. People came up to us and try to stop her from crying, cause this would have smudged her make up (* >ω<) *sorry cous!!!*

That day was wonderful in any sense. I don’t know if I want to report everything with photos and pictures, cause it would take my whole day and I want to do other things as well today.

But I will make a little effort… Here she is:

And I say it from my heart, that she is a truly gorgeous little lady! She deserves every happiness for being this empathic, warm and kind person to almost everyone! Not everybody possess these qualities and I can understand when a person genuinely is or not. And.. she genuinely is!  (´͈ ᵕ `͈) ♡°◌̊

Oh yes, and I finally claimed PS back!! I had many problems with my laptop that I had them (windows) removed. I was then using only Linux, but this was not really a solution. It’s hard to find an equivalent program in Linux, they are just way to different from PS and don’t want to spend more time learning it now.

Back to the wedding.. Here are some photos we took together:

And one inside the limusine:

It was my first time I’ve been inside one, but my cousin insisted that I come!

( ๑ ᴖ ᴈ ᴖ)ᴖ ᴑ ᴖ๑)❣

We celebrated with champagne:

This is her older sister.

Later on…

LOL (ノ>▽<。)ノ Oh cous…

Nah… we did just fine!

And my cousin, got happily married:

It was afterall a big greek (not so fat) wedding, with too many noisy relatives and guests. (∩_∩) Am actually feeling proud to have been part of it!

Oh and by the way, this was my dress:

I bought from a french shop in Morges a few days before the wedding. And I also like this photo of me:

My little brother took at the wedding.

That’s him.

He is a wise man! Truly… I was surprised by the amount of true advise I received from him. ( ゚இஇ゚)

He changed almost everything in me. He gave me courage to move on and find my way in life. He was not pointing my mistakes so that he can humble me down. He was even praising me for being courageous enough to do big steps in my life (even if they were in the wrong direction). But in this way, he made me understand my wrongness of the way I lead my life.

I cried so much on that day. Tears of happiness. Tears of acceptance. And.. tears of willingness to move on and change.

For this, I thank you my “little” brother! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)