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I ate too much vegetables,
went up north and understood the real meaning of winter,
discovered new sounds in rusty music,
ate too many sausages (generally ate a lot),
fell in and out of love,
danced twice (new record),
pressed the PDF-LaTeX compilation button thousands of times,
found out what's so special about Greece: the people
‒that's why I decided that my future will be located elsewhere‒,
had some French craziness all around me,
lost all my friends by deactivating Facebook,
found new ones on Twitter,
believed in people more than ever
‒at least for a while and it has been fun‒,
revived my blog and started writing in Greek again,
had the chance to reply to two of my favourite questions with my favourite answers:
(Part I) ‒How was your Christmas Bill?
‒What Christmas?
(Part II) ‒What are you doing tonight to celebrate the new year?
‒Nothing!
hoped,
stopped hoping,
hoped again,
stopped hoping,
missed my guitar
‒actually, I still miss it‒,
nothing changed,
not even myself,
let's do the jump now,
5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
same place, same people, same world,
new year.