another weekend is over

in a somewhat tiresome but cool way. mainly because it looked like a weekend again. driving of to athens, hanging out with my best friends, just having fun, drinking, going to a party, watching football in the OAKA stadium, talking till sunrise on all sorts of philosophies and plans.

a friend told me that i'd better get used to what a weekend is, cos very soon i'll be working again. very true that when you don't work days start losing their previous meaning. a weekend or a holiday tends to mean nothing at all to me for the past couple of months now.