It has been a while, a really long while, since my last Greek Mix came out (Greek Hits November-December 2002). There was no January-February edition cause there weren’t any new songs. For those of you who don’t know about my mixes, they are pretty much the top 18 songs from the top 20 Greek list (18 is the max that fit on the CD). This month, i’m bringing you the new Top 18. This is not a continuous DJ mix. THe last time i did that it took me a real long time, and it was a pain in the ass, even though it turned out real good. So ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Greek Hits April – May 2003 (track position does not represent chart position).

Title        -        Artist

1. Tora I Pote – 2 Lips

2. Epidavros – Giannis Kotsiras

3. Vasanisou – Giorgos Tsalikis

4. Matia Mou (English Version) – Antique

5. Akoma Mia Fora Mazi – Tolis Voskopoulos/Despina Vandi

6. S’agapao, Koita (Live) - Zafiris Melas

7. Kazablanca – Notis Sfakianakis

8. I Zoi – Dimitris Basis

9. Kolimeni – Giorgos Lembesis

10. Feggari – Natasa Theodoridou

11. S’agapo – Antonis Remos/Alkistis Protopsalti

12. M’eheis Arostisi – Kaiti Garbi

13. Niose To Fili – Aspa

14. Xehaseme – Nikos Kourkoulis

15. Moro Mou (English Version) – Antique

16. Kai E – Elli Kokkinou

17. S’eho Kai Den S’eho – Giorgos Giannias

18. Pio Monopati – Giannis Ploutarhos

As usual, the CD is available upon request. First come first serve. No fees, even for those who live on other parts of the US or Greece.

I took this quiz about my personality at Color Quiz. Is it an accurate description of me? I’ll let you decide
Color Quiz

Your Existing Situation
Working to improve his image in the eyes of others so as to obtain their compliance and agreement with his needs and wishes.

Your Stress Sources
Wants to overcome a feeling of emptiness and of separation from others. Believes that life still has far more to offer and that he may miss his share of experiences if he fails to make the best use of every opportunity. He therefore pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity and commits himself deeply and readily. Feels himself to be completely competent in any field in which he engages, and can sometimes be considered by others to be interfering or meddlesome.

Your Restrained Characteristics
Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity but restless and inclined to be emotionally withdrawn, which prevents him from becoming deeply involved.

Your Desired Objective
His need to feel more causative and to have a wider sphere of influence makes him restless and he is driven by his desires and hopes. May try to spread his activities over too wide a field.

Your Actual Problem
The fear that he may be prevented from achieving the things he wants leads him into a relentless search for satisfaction in the pursuit of illusory or meaningless activities.

Your Actual Problem #2
Feels restricted and prevented from progressing; seeking a solution which will remove these limitations.

i’m running on four hours of sleep. All i will say is that i was at Muses until 2AM, and since the story is really long and complex, i’ll only say that my night dealt with a male stripper, a tongue piercing, and a 10 on 1 scenario. hronia polla for all the georges and georgias.

i don’t know what girls say to each other about my dick, rhythm, or stamina. I don’t think i want to know. But the results among girls and their friends haven’t been dissapointing. So i guess i’m not Lena’s college-boy, but on the other extreme, i’m not Stathi who has a horse-hung cock.

Best Easter Ever Edition

I’m still drunk while writing this, so if i ramble on or sound incoherent, forgive me. Ok, here’s the D/L on easter. I wake up this morning around 10. DO a quick Xanga around 11 and leave. Easter this year would not occur at my place, but at some family friends and then my aunt’s. When i arrive there, Pete and Vicky had just woken up and Dimitri, John, Hristo, Stathi, and Harry were watching TV. They hadn’t slept at all since we split up at GreekTown. Anyway, Hristo puts the first lamb on the souvla outside and we all go inside for breakfast. btw, Dimitri was still wasted from the previous night. Pete makes us breakfast (he makes really good eggs) and we eat. Dimitri had put the kokoretsi in the oven and the teasing started. Somewhere between me getting ripped on for Gina and Pete getting ripped on cause he’s rich, people started calling Hristo “kinezo.” Anyway, Hristo realizes that Dimitri hadn’t checked on the kokoretsi and say, “Re kineze, to kokoretsi tha kaei.” So Dimitri checks on the kokoretsi and when he comes back, he says to Hristo, “Re kineze, to katsiki ehi kaei.” we go outside, and yes, the katsiki was burned. So we go nuts, and start ripping on Hristo. have no fear though, we put the second katsiki on the souvla and this time pay attention to it. This company came and set up a tent outside for the guests to eat. The bartender came and so did the guests. By 3, all the guests were there, including my parents. By 3, me and the guys had eaten 3 katsikia and downed 5 bottles of red wine. Dimitri and Hristo were so drunk that they started having races on the children’s tricycles. I’ve never seen anything funnier than that. Dimitri’s tricycle didn’t do sharp turns and he crashed into a tree. We started the greek music in the car by us, and put the volume to max. By the 7th bottle of wine and the 5th katsiki, it was time for dinner. As they say in Greece, “Efaga ton kolo mou.” after dinner, we opened the 8th bottle and chilled by the car at the driveway, dancing and stuff. From all the alcohol, Dimitri and Hristo needed to piss real bad. Instead of going indoors to a bathroom, they decided to run about 100 yards over a hill to piss by the traintracks, where they were out of side. Se we do the countdown, and they were off. Two drunken guys running at full speed over a hill is a sight to see. Hristo tripped over his feet and fell flat on his face, while Dimitri ran into a bush. after some crawling and drunken jogging, they made it over the hill. The best part is: this was all on video. We changed the music in the car to Tsamika, and started doing the old school dances. By now, the house was fresh out of wine, or at least they wouldn’t tell us where the rest of it was, so we started drinking water. Desert came and we downed about 4 platters full of sweets. By this point, all the non-greek guests had come to the conclusion that greeks are psychos. At one point we got the bartender to start drinking and dancing with us. She got a bit tipsy and had a bit of trouble mixing drinks afterwards. Well, all the noise was enough to bring some uninvited neighbors over. One of them was this black guy named Tyrell something, and he plays for the Chicago Bears. We were so drunk we ignored him, while the other sober guests treated him like a king. It was such a beautiful day out today, it was like 80 degrees out. My mom said it hadn’t been this warm on easter in Chicago since 20 years ago. Anyway, by 5 we were calling cell phones in greece from our cell phones. My phone bill is gonna be jacked this month. But it was all good, cause those guys were drunk over there too. At one point, Dimitri tried calling Tommy, who was in chicago and dialed the wrong number. the phone is answered and Dimitri started talking and swearing at him in greek. 5 minutes later of Dimitri talking in greek and telling him to stop speaking english, Dimitri hands me the phone and goes “Re malaka, lathos numero patisa.” Anyway, at about 6, we left, and went to my aunt’s house for coffee (my parents drove). It was more sane over there. we stayed for an hour and then went back to Pete and Vicky’s. Most of the guests were gone, but my boys were still there, sitting on the driveway, blasting the greek music. Dimitri asked me to bring him a glass of water, so i do. He tries to drink it and misses, splashing the water all over his face. He paused, looked at us as we were laughing, and poured the remaining water on his head. John found a stash of beer (Miller Lite, i know it’s nasty, but at that point i couldn;t tell the difference between Miller Lite and Red WIne). We emptied a case of 24 beers, and now we were really wasted. Harry starts preaching in Greek and telling us how is it that Christians are the only religion on earth that uses God’s name in swearing. Stathi started singing “S’agapao Koita” by Melas. I fell asleep inside the car. I was woken up at 9. apparently, everyone was looking for me since 8. So we said our goodbyes, and went home. I am still drunk,but not as wasted as i was at 7. That nap did me some good. And that ladies and gentleman, was my easter.

Hristos Anesti! Kalo Pasha!

Church was packed last night. So may people i knew, and so many hot Greek girls there. Sometimes i wonder, “where the hell do these girls appear from?” these are those greek girls you never see at church, never see at greek town, and never see at concerts. Yet they all come out on Pasha or Hristougenna.

OK, here’s the juicy part of the story. welll, most of you know it cause you were with me, but here’s for the others. After they gave out the Fos, people started to break. Me, my friends and cousins got this huge group together (about 20 people) and went down to GreekTown. Some of my friends and cousins had their girlfriends/boyfriends/husbands there, so they pretty much had to behave. Me and the others on the other hand, are proud ot be single and have no strings attached. Well, we’re at Athena Restauruant, feasting on all the good stuff, when my ex from a few months back, Gina, comes over and blah blah blah (by the way, she is the thin slut type). Twou hours later, the food is done, we’ve finished a few bottles of wine, and we’re having a good time. Sometime during those two hours, Gina ends up sitting with me and we talk and stuff. Anyway, she had come with some of her cousins and stuff, and they were leaving. well, she wanted to stay, and i agreed to take her home (i wasn’t drunk or buzzed). 30 mins later, we all decide to head home. Gina and I go into my car and i start driving her home. We talked a lot on the way, just talking and stuff, like old times. anyway, we got at her house, i said good night, etc, and when i went to hug her, she kissed me. To make a long story short, we pretty much started making out. an hour later, she went inside, and i went home. We’re not hooked up again, if that’s what you’re thinking. We just made out. think of it as a one night stand. Besides, she’s a thin slut, i wouldn’t have a relationship with her again that lasts longer than 6 hours.

church last night was ok. i wasn’t expecting much, cause i know not many people i know would’ve been there. But i did see some familiar faces: my boy DJ John Grammatis, George, Georgie, Gina, Maria, Alex, Yianni, and of course, some relatives. It’s all about tonight though. It’s gonna be crazy at my church cause everyone from the surrounding churches (St. D’s, P&P, George, etc) come to St. Harry’s. I’ll let you know what happens probably on Monday.

Oh yeah, Lena, that thin slut thing we talked about yesterday was amplified at church. I saw this girl i used to chill with. She has 3 other sisters, and they were all in leather, makeup, hoochie-bags, etc. Well, there were more thin sluts than them, but i didn’t see any fat cooks….or fat sluts.

Foooooooood………..neeeeeeeed foooooooooood………

i relly need to wash my car, but it’s too damn cold out, and the weather is crazy.

BTW, welcome back to xanga Jacob

Last night i was so fucking wasted. Luckily, school ended for me this week on tuesday, so i didn’t have to deal with a hangover at school. The one thing i hate about the U.S. is that all the alcohol is impure and dirty. In Greece, it’s all clean and pure, meaning that no matter how much i drink, i never get a hangover. In the mornings i just usually get real hungry. Greece………..mmmmmmmm. In early June i will arrive there, my car will be waiting for me (technically, it is the family car, but since my mom doesn’t know how to drive stick-shift and my dad isn’t coming down this year, the car is all mine).

New Xanga Pet Peeve: wHeN gIrLz TyPe LiKe ThIs. and then i see all those little hip cartoons where there are ghetto girls and stuff that go along with the font. That makes me want to punch someone, for some reason.

Greek Music: The new Antique CD is out, entitled Blue Love. Believe it or not, i wouldn’t really recommend it. Yes take the time to gasp and yell “blasphemy” at the computer screen. It’s just the english versions of almost all their songs from their previous CD (Alli Mia Fora), plus a few new english songs, which sound really bad to me. Anyway, if you refuse to believe me, or think otherwise, feel free to download the CD or purchase it when it comes to the U.S.

Upcoming Greek Concert: Who: Sotis Volanis & Sabrina. Date: Saturday, May 11, 2003. When: 8:00PM. Where: Ramada – O’hare. Price: $60. All ages, plus live DJ. Am i gonna go? probably not, cause there’s no booze, unless some Greek goddess or my friends beg me to come.

“Hi antonis_remmos! It’s been 106 days since you joined Xanga… won’t you support us by going Premium?”
HELL NO. i’m not gonna pay you to post my thoughts.

Anyway, i had four hours of sleep last night. I had this huge Economics project due today (i had to make an econ magazine), and i had to do all this crap. It turned out being 30 pages long, and i was up till 1:30AM finishing it. To top it all off, while it was printing page 12, the ink ran out. So i was really pissed. I went to bed at 2 and woke up at 6 to go to school early, so i could print the rest of the pages (which were color). You might be wanting to say, “why did you do the whole project on the last minute?” i didn’t. I had everythin completed, its just that putting it all together, adding intros, conclusions, catchy titles, bibliography, cover page, table of contents, custom advertisements, custom political cartoons, and for crying out loud, page numbers. Anyway, it was not a good night. But i don’t have school tomorrow cause Juniors have ACT testing.

Ok, i got a quick rant. On the two blogrings i’m in, they’re both greek. I find it real weird that there are 50 girls subscribed to each one and only 3 boys. I hope this doesn’t mean i won’t meet any greek guys. I don’t mean that in a gay way, i just mean that although i don’t mind greek girls, sometimes i need to escape to the male side. Unless you’re a masculine lesbian. Then i can turn to you with my male issues.

I can’t go to sleep. WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!! i’ve been dead tierd all day, my eyelids wight ten pounds, and i can’t go to sleep! ok, i’m listening to the Notis Sfakianakis, maybe he can serenade me to sleep. No, i don’t care if he’s an asshole, he’s still a pimp. BTW, if you aren wondering why i named my xanga for Antonis Remos, it’s cause i was actually drunk the night i created this and it was after a Remos concert. God damn Notis is good, i wanna dance Zembekiko now.