Things I Would Never Say

1. Tequila shots? Hell no!

2. I’ll have a steak, please. Make it bloody.

3. Eleni has really good taste in music.

4. A woman cannot be smart and pretty or good and exciting at the same time.

5. Ice-cream for breakfast? Are you insane?

6. Staying in bed all day watching Friends is a waste of time.

7. I’m comforted by the fact that I can always rely on a man.

8. I am going to wash my dishes as soon as I’ve eaten.

9. I broke a nail? Oh well!

10. Trilbies, brogues and ties are only for men.

11. Dancing makes me feel dead inside.

12. Only freaks write poems while clubbing.

13. Next year I’m going to dress up as a sheep for carnival!

What would YOU never say?

(Editor’s Note: For someone who self-reflects to such a ridiculous extent, Alexia was remarkably inept at thinking of all these things. Quite accidentally -and annoyingly easily- Hope did most of the work for her. She says: “Thank you for knowing me so well! And you have can my condolences as well”.)


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14 thoughts on “Things I Would Never Say”

  1. I’ll never drink again.

    Exercise is so much fun!!!

    Things I WILL say: I’m sure there’s a lot more where that came from. You may have inspired me to do a full post on this myself!!!

    1. I’ll be able to go back to writing poetry only when I damn well feel like it. Every day, just before midnight, I’m all: shit! What crap can I regurgitate that will be witty and pretty and deep?
      And sometimes it works.

      Come to Greece, woman! You can stay with me: we’ll spend the days writing, watching murder series and drinking wine.

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