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[20 Oct 2004|08:10am]
i am updating to please harry.

i'm very rich and i havent been doing much of anything except spending money and traveling.
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[28 Apr 2004|02:36pm]
[ mood | curious ]

a birkin bag means you have money. i want one. i have things to prove.

unrelated, i havent heard anything about the 2004 olympic games. does anyone know if im going? i thought i would know by now.

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[21 Apr 2004|10:52pm]
i have 3 valentine pozzo di borogs on my buddy list.

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[08 Apr 2004|12:07pm]
sometimes, you just can't run far enough.

or fast enough.
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[09 Mar 2004|02:07pm]
[ mood | refreshed ]

I've been keeping this journal for a year now.

I've changed so much and gone through too much.

It all goes by so quickly.

edit or a year tomorrow. my bad.

10 comments|opened my eyes

[08 Mar 2004|11:12pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Do you ever wish, even for a brief moment, that there could be clones of you, eac h one living your life every which way you chose, and the path that works out the best, is the life you choose to live?

I suppose that would take out the surprise element, and that whole being responsible for your actions bit.

But it would save alot of trouble and heartache.

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[24 Feb 2004|10:42am]
[ mood | confused ]

I'm going from city to city seeing each great work of art.

Taking it all in.

Making sure I see it before I die.

This explains why I didn't update in 5 weeks.

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[29 Jan 2004|03:42pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

happy birthday to me.

the big 1-9.

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[18 Jan 2004|11:29am]
[ mood | blah ]

I never actually made it to the Bahamas.

I sat at an airport bar in Paris, drinking gin and tonics with an old business man who was waiting for a delayed flight to get back to his family in the states. He had no idea who I was, and that did not bother me in the slightest. I hid myself from the ever present paparazzi by choosing a dark corner booth and wearing a hat low on my eyes.

This old man, I never did catch his name, mistook me for a poor traveling college student and picked up the tab, even though he had told me his family had fallen on hard times. I felt guilty as he handed over the remaining bits of his currency to the barkeep.

I knew I had more enough in my pocket to pay the tab, and I felt terribly guilty as I saw him board his plane.

I still do not know why I flew commercial.

However, I'm in Paris. Wandering about. What a life I lead.

opened my eyes

[05 Jan 2004|09:33pm]
The Bahamas has over 700 islands, or so I hear.

I'm making it my goal to visit each and every one of them,if that is at all possible. However, I make it a point to overcome the impossible.

While I travel the Bahamas, I will consume an incredibly high number of margaritas.

What has my life become?
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[26 Dec 2003|07:02pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

The holidays usually depress me, but this year was a welcome surprise.

I got my family all the could've asked for, and they were truly appreciative of my efforts. I spent the day yesterday stuffing my self silly with sweets and watching Disney movies with my younger siblings. I am truly a child at heart.

I saw photos of Harry yesterday with his family. He's so cute. I miss him.

I am sick of the cold, I want to go on a cruise of the Caribbean.

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[18 Dec 2003|09:33am]
[ mood | aggravated ]

One of my most favourite things to do is lay in the bathtub and let the water cover my face with the exception of my nose, so I can still breathe, and just lay there. It is calming and relaxing and just allows me to focus.

I am going to Paris. I am going to drink only champange and speak only French. When you see a photo of a drunken Athina on the cover of Hello! giving the camera the finger and wearing a horribly fake pashmina scarf, know I wanted it to be that way.

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[05 Dec 2003|09:06am]
[ mood | confused ]

Just to let everyone know, I am still here, I am not going anywhere. Hell, I just made another lame update last night!

Besides, this Athina, athina_roussel thinks she is with that gold digger Doda, when ovbiously, I am over the moon for prince_harry.

I do not know why someone would want to be me for crying out loud.

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[04 Dec 2003|10:39pm]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

What was my mother, God rest her soul, thinking when she named me Athina?

Please do not get me wrong, I love my name, but don't you think it is a bit much to live up to? Athena, is the goddess of love, I do not think, the way she substitues the i for the e, makes any difference.

Am I a love goddess?

Not exactly.

And, my icons have not gone idle yet :(

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[03 Dec 2003|03:14pm]
[ mood | bored ]

My paid account expires today. That does not really upset, because I do not update frequently enough for so many icons. I am just excited to find which icons they still allow me to use.

I am amused easily.

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[01 Dec 2003|01:22pm]
[ mood | curious ]

Switzerland is beautiful in December. Since, today is the first day in December, I woke up extremely happy and excited.

I love starting the day in a happy mood.

It is almost time for the holidays, which mean I'm due for a nice long holiday vacation somewhere.

I think I am going to try and ring Harry.

I miss him.

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[23 Nov 2003|11:10pm]
[ mood | recumbent ]

Shopping used to be my cure all. Every time I found myself getting the slightest bit sad, I would hop in a car and get myself to the nearest boutique and buy, buy, buy. The sound of the register, and the smell of new clothes would automatically bring a smile to my face.

Shopping doesn't do it for my anymore. I did some Christmas shopping today,and it made me sad. Maybe it was just the weather, or the fact that the sales people were pushy today.

Maybe I will like it tomorrow.

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[11 Nov 2003|11:51am]
[ mood | crushed ]

I keep talking about going away and taking a holiday somewhere, even though I've just gotten back from the most fantastic holiday anyone can take with Harry.

I'm getting restless again.

I mentioned the idea of going on a another trip to my father last night over dinner and he simply rolled his eyes, and asked why I could no stay in one place for a considerable amount of time. I don't know why I can't just stay home.

As silly as it sounds, I know there is a whole wide world out there. I want to explore it.

I miss Harry terribly. I always expect him to be there when I wake up, or make me laugh with a quick joke when I suddenly I'm down.

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[05 Nov 2003|09:48am]
[ mood | crazy ]

I really just spent a 30 minutes staring at the wall.

This has become a sort of after the shower ritual. I sit on the edge of my bed in my robe, and stare at the wall. Usually, I'll get dressed and think of something to do.

Yesterday I sat out by the lake and tried to read, but I just could not concentrate. Thoughts have been running through my head at the speed of light, and I just do not have the brain power to sort through them all logically.

I have been giving thought to university. Should I go? Money does not constitute knowledge, and I would hate to be the uneducated heiress.

I think I will go to Paris or Rome and sort things out.

7 comments|opened my eyes

[01 Nov 2003|09:38am]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

When I turned 18, people made a big deal about it. A huge deal. All the eyes of the world were on me. People kept saying, the Onassis dynasty was back, and I was the Queen and I was in control. The only thing I was in control of was a bank account. I was not in control of myself.

I am not an attention seeker. Experience has taught me that if you pose for the cameras and give them what they want, they will leave you alone. Yet, I find I cannot do that sometimes. I see a camera in the distance, and I go on living my life as if it were not there, but I am always aware.

Part of me wonders why they care. Why do they care about me? I am not flashy like my mother and my grandfather. I do not seek the attention.

I do understand it is a part of my life. God has blessed me with this money, even though at times I thought it to have been a curse.

I have been spending my time reading good books and riding. And of course missing Harry, despite the fact we talk on the telephone constantly. I count down the seconds until I can see him again. This is a lot of counting, because I have got no idea when I will see him again.

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