Master has given Andi a sock! Andi is free! Freeeeee!!!

I got my life back! WOohhooOO!! I feel like I am born again! I am born again with a fresh mind, tons of fresh energy and I didn't even have to sell my soul to the devil for it!! Well, I had to sacrifice my favorite pair of shoes, but that's another story...

It has only been 3 days since I gained back my freedom from the evil corporation, but I have already been drunk twice, partied 14 hours in a row, then slept 12 hours in a row, been to a wedding, to a school theater and inhaled some helium with my new 14 years old twin friends! 

I sure know how to live a crazy life, right? Haha!

It is simply unbelievable how much time there is in one day, and how many things can be done, once you are really free!!

Further to the above activities - strictly for professional and learning reasons, of course - I also took the time to watch 12 episodes of Gilmore Girls, one entire season of Pushing Daisies, half of the American Gangster, the UP!, two episodes of the Simpsons, and will restart the Vampire Diaries asap.

And, the most important thing (!) - with all my freshly discovered energy - tomorrow I will launch myself into the super exciting world of job hunt! I cannot wait!!

Ahh, sweet freedom!!!

 

3 days to go

As always, when faced with a huge decision, the time I started to play with the idea of quitting my job, I wrote a pros and cons list to be able to clearly see what I was getting myself into. And now you are so lucky, that you can take a peek into my secret list right here:

Cons:
- well, no salary = obvious minus,
- giving up career (but I could always come back, right? - worst case scenario),
- the unexplainable fear that I will never ever find a job again, EVER (in harder moments I even imagine myself unemployed and homeless!!),
- choosing the hard way in life by following dreams (that will turn into a huge plus, once I reached them!)
- and last, but not least, who will pay my taxes and contributions??

I understand that these things might seem silly to some of you, but to me, these were serious issues!

Now the pros:
- time (yesss!)
- freedom (yesss!!!)
- becoming myself again (as many people claimed that I became different, more serious, less fun, etc. - that I really hated to hear, but had to admit was kind of true... And look, how much more fun I am already! *irony* :))))
- stepping on the road of ~dreams~ (I cannot express this feeling any differently)
- doing things that I really love - starting to write again, review my previous stories, publish them, start a blog, start a life, and so on, and so on,
- more time with Tim,
- more time with friends,
- more time with family,
- more time with Biscuit (my sweet little cat)
- more time with myself!
- and finally, have I mentioned "more time" already?? :)

Balance of the pros and cons: that's obvisouly a fair victory for the pros - officially confirmed by me.

And now, here I am, with only three more days to go as a lawyer!!!

I'm so excited!!!
Sing it sisters!!!

 

 

I choose to be happy right now!

I was having a lazy afternoon coffee with my favorite Vivi in the world today, when an interesting topic came up.

The procrastination of happiness.

Have you ever noticed that we tend to always wait for the moment when we will finally be doing something that we have been waiting for sooo long? That we always say "oh, I cannot wait for the weekend", "oh, I cannot wait for the summer", "oh, I cannot wait to be retired to have all the free time".

But when the moment comes the ecstasy doesn't. We might not even notice when the weekend, the summer (or even the retirement) is finally here. We just set a new imaginary moment, and continue to wait for this vague point in the future when we expect to be happy.

We always procrastinate happiness.

I really hate this.

And I humbly, but deeply disagree with this way of looking at life.

I want to be happy and I am happy right now.

I decided that I will notice each moment and will never forget to seize the day!

Isn't it a wonderful day today, in the middle of the sunshiny month of May?

 

I'm writing a movie!!! Whooohoooo!!!

The camp in Transilvania was one of the most creatively inspiring experiences of my life!

As I already told you in my previous post, we worked very hard each day to ameliorate our scripts. We were devided into 3 groups, and I couldn't have been luckier with mine! We really became friends, the two other writers, our mentor and I, and this helped us to put our hearts into the project. We worked day and night to give ideas to each other, how to amend our stories and how to make them perfect.

But now that the camp is over, I have to face the final challenge! I have to rewrite my script alone, make it perfect, and submit it by Thursday midnight. If I succeed my story will be selected and with the help of the team who organized the contest my story will actually be shot!!

Would you like to hear the story then? Well, look closely, because I decided to share it with you here! :)

Ready?
Gooo!!

I know what you are thinking right now. This is by far the best movie idea that you ever heard about in the entire history of movie making! You must be extremely jealous not to have thought of it before me! Haha!

But seriously, I promise that all this is going to make sense soon, just wait for the next episode.

So misterious: "To be continued..."  :)

Have a great day 'till then, everyone!

And don't be shy to comment below, and uncork your feelings & opinions & tips & tricks to me!

Bye! :)

Cluj Napoca - or how to compress 120 hours of life into 3 days

I'm sitting on the train back home, and all I can think of is that this camp was absolutely AMAZING!!

Would you like to hear?
Well, i' m gonna tell you my story anyway :P

The train trip was a total killer - it took 9 hours, ( that is twice as much as I slept the night before...) but I love to feel the realness of a distance when I travel, so I didn't really mind.

We arrived to Cluj Napoca, Romania! The second strangest place I have ever been to! (Or the third. Right after India and Istanbul. Those two will be hard to beat, I fear.)

Let me list you here the main (but truly lovely) strangnesses I encountered here, in Romania, before I reveal the details about the camp (I am becoming a true "story salesman" here, hehe...)

1) Breakfast in the hotel: the mister at the next table with heavy breathing, enormous stomach, oily skin, denim shirt, sunglasses, necklaces and a white cowboy hat he would never take off. He always walked by us very slowly, radiating some serious badassness.

2) The always inappropriate background music: wedding party music at breakfast (that kind when at the end of the party you dance without your shoes already and only the strongest ones are still standing); rock concert, jazz flute, 80's pop and Sinatra ( in this order and right after each other) during lunch, and Gipsy King contra Michael Jackson during dinner/drinkink after dinner.

4) The atmosphere: the little kids running along with the train and waving to us, the beautiful girls everywhere who look perfect at every moment of the day, the tiny alley with thousand years old buildings next to the most fancy restaurants and caffes.

3) The taxi driver: who didn't understand our destination: the "train station" (yes, in English), but after we quickly pantomimed and draw him a train, he got to like us so much, that he stood by his car, waving goodbye with a nostalgic smile while we walked away and entered the train station.

And the list goes on for a very long time, but I stop here to preserve my ladylike misteriousness.

But how was the camp?? - you must ask now, so I'm obliged to continue (for your entertainment only, of course :) ).

As I mentioned already, the camp was absolutely perfect, and even more! Way better than I hoped for! We worked in small groups, and worked hard. From the morning until late in the night, each day, we rewrote, we brainstormed, we reformed and composed. I had the chance to be in the coolest group with the coolest writers and coolest mentor EVER! They inspired me, cared for my work, truly helped with all their talent and all their energy to better my script, so much that they wouldn't let even the tiniest issue unsolved in my story. Of course, in exchange I also gave them the best advices and best ideas I can possibly have to help them develope their work.
It was totally awesome, and now I definitely feel one of them! After a weekend like this I can expressly say that I became ( or maybe I have already been,but never truly believed) an ART MAKING PERSON!!

And man, it feels GREAT!!!


Now, to thank you for reading this morbidly gigantic post, I share with you some photos of Cluj Napoca.

And a little bonus at the end: it turned out that most people I met here, have someone in their past who looks exactly like me. Wierd, but that's not the first time it happens to me. I'm starting to think that I'm THE avarage humanoid of the planet Earth.
To investigate this, I would like to grab the opportunity and make a call to summon all the people (well, girls hopefully) who look just like me! I really want to see how I look from the outsite! :)

Adventure No. 1 - Script writing in Transilvania

This morning I woke up before the sun. I took my litte luggage and while the whole town was still asleep I got up on an old and rusty train and left to misterious and foggy Transilvania.

I am going to a script writing camp!

A couple of weeks ago I sent my script to a contest, totally unprepared, thinking that I have nothing to lose anyway... Aaaaand I got in!!!! Out of all applicants only 9 were selected and I am one of them!

Now I am on the train, and I feel nervous, excited, happy, confused, unsure, talented, untalented, insecure, silly and I want my Mommy...

What the hell am I doing?? All alone in Transilvania? Chasing my dreams? I don't know anybody there! I have never even written a script before!
What the hell am I doing??
What if they won't like me? What if I won't like them?
What if I won't fit in there?
In this wierd world of art making people. Maaan, "art making people"?? Seriously? I dont even know how to call them!
Aaaaaaaa!!!!
I must have gone mad to be doing this..

Ajjjjajjajjajjj...
Sweet baby jesus....

But okay. I am here now, it's pretty late to back up.
I will do it. And i will do it good... I think.
I will try.
Where is my pink potato when I need him??

(Plus - the wierdest thing - I am publicly eating a carrot right now. Tim packed me one last night for the trip - thank you so much again, honey! -, so now I am chewing a big carrot on a train. But I never eat carrot... Shouldn't I be eating garlic instead???)

Today is THE DAY!

(Well, actually that's a lie already. What a perfect start for a blog! The truth is that the real DAY happened last week, but it sounds so much cooler to talk about it as if it was today...)

There are two main reasons why I decided to call today THE DAY.

Firstly, because I turned 29!
(Yeeehhhaaa!! Everybody, call the news! Break out the champagne! Drop the bass! Let's paaarty!)

And being an experienced 29-year-old, I can tell you that it feels exactly the same as it felt to be 16 - like being on some kind of a borderline between a teenager and an adult.
Is it normal?... I wonder if this feeling is ever going to change. 
Well, I certainly hope not!
Now give me all the birthday cakes!


The second reason why I call today THE DAY is because today I quit my job.

...
(Astonished silence in Spanish.)
...

Yes, I did it!! (Holy macaroni!) I quit my job... I quit my well paying, well respected, secure job at a huge lawfirm, where I had a predictible career ahead of me and a nice and safe future for the rest of my life...

I know. Now you are wondering whether you should continue to read this blog because something is obviously very wrong with me.
Some would even think, that I went totally bananas... - Yes, I'm looking at you, dad! I know what you're thinking!

But I would like to calm everybody down before tempers flare: no worries, (I think) I know what I'm doing!

I have a goal. A very precise and very beautiful goal before me.
I will make my dreams come true. I will become a movie maker.

Doesn't it sound super exciting??

To make dreams come true?
Would you like to see me try? Do you care to come along with me? To share my fears and hopes, my failures and successes? Do you want to be a part of my journey?
If the answer is yes to at least one of the above questions, then (1) you only have to follow this blog, because I will report on every step I take towards my dreams, (2) I love you, and thank you!

In exchange for reading I promise I will keep you posted!
And will also keep you motivated!

Yaay! :)

Finally, as a little surprise to myself, here is a pink motivational potato, who cheers only for me: