Adventure time!!!

Guess what I am doing again?? I am going on an adventure!! But this time it might be even crazier than the ones before... I got selected to be staff member for a movie shooting, so yesterday I packed my luggage and got in the car of a man that I have never seen before to travel 200 kilometers. 

Please mom, trust me, I'm gonna be fine... :)

So there is this very talented guy, who started making films when he was only 13, and did not stop ever since. He was searching for help for his new movie, I applied, and got in. But since the shooting will take place in a far-far away place I asked them if they can take me there somehow. They could. This is the reason why I am sitting in a tiny village, in the living room of a total stranger's family right now, drinking their palinka and cuddling their love-addict dogs. I am spending two days in the house of the director guy before the filming starts. And it is already great!! We are developing the script together, collecting wedding dresses, priests and other props, eating, drinking and dying in the 40 degrees. I am being so well taken care of like never before: the mom has already prepared 8 dishes, 2 soups and 3 desserts during the course of only one day; the brother let me sleep in his room and wanted to pick me up even before ever seeing me, not minding that I am 10 years older than him. :D

And if all that is not enough, I met the most amazing 4-year-old, who hates me - but everyone else in the world as well - refuses to learn my name, so calles me "little madam" and explained to me that some gases react to electricity by turning into plasma... His favorite toy is the electric current measuring instrument...  

As I mentioned, we will shoot the film in a far far away place, in the deep greens of a large wild forest, in this paralyzing, mesmerizing heat, during a magical, dreamlike festival, called the Valley of Arts.

It has not yet started but I am already feeling in a Kusturica film. I cannot wait for tomorrow!!! Tomorrow we start the movie!!! My first real movie!!

The tale of a magical island, called Ibiza

Everybody has a bucket list, right? 

Apart from the big general plan of realizing my dreams, and following my heart to the beautiful and pink lands of happiness, I too have a bucket list, which includes some smaller items too. Like visiting Ibiza before I turn 30. 
(Honestly, retrospectively, the word "visit" does not quite cover what we did there... I should probably say we maxed out Ibiza... (For my Hungarian readers: "to max out" means "kimaxolni" :D - I googled it to be sure.))

Back in January, or February we organized everything already: plane, apartment, party tickets, etc. So now, we were soooooo ready to go!!!

I will sum up our experience here in a diary-like style:

Day 1)
Dear Diary, today, I with Tim and my two girls, D and R, took a plane and flew to Ibiza. Well, actually we had to take 2 planes, wake up at 4 a.m., and stop by in Milan for 12 hours but finally we landed in Ibiza at 10 p.m.!! Excited like never before, we directly headed to Pachaaaaa!!
Jeezzz!! Best club ever! It was an Aoki's Playhouse Monday, except that Aoki was not there! Bummer!! In the face! We were devastated, we bought the ticket especially to see him!! It was only fair that we made a scene at the entrance - poor security guy was totally helpless against the attacks of our slightly drunk lawyer trio. Finally we received free cocktails, and decided to party hard until 6 in the morning to forget the pain that there will be no Aoki tonight. :) 
It went well.
So well, that we were only three when we went to sleep in the apartment, and were five when we woke up! (And not because babies were born...) 

Day 2)
Holy macaroni! Killer hangover!! Somebody help! It took all my force to go down to the beach this afternoon. But it was worth it! The sea was turquoise and fresh, the sand warm and the sun caressing. Okay, I just made it up. It was so late when we finally made it out of bed, we only got to the beach around 7, when the sun was almost going down. 
Anyway, we came to party here, not to lie around on the beach! Right? That I could do at Balaton too, or at home by the garden pool!
So, at night we took a coffee, put back our make ups, party outfits, party faces, and went to SPACE!! Yes, to Space, the place that is voted to be the very best club in the whole entire world!! (Yes, all parallel universes included!)
Well, it was the worst club of all clubs we have been to in Ibiza...
Believe me, we tried hard, I even tried to hug the entrance dude for fun, but he refused. In total, it was not his fault. The music was crap. Yet, thousands of people (under the influance of various psychoactive substances I guess) seemed to enjoy it as it had been the best place ever. I am telling you now, frankly, it is not.
We got back home around 2, and on our way we created one of our official Ibiza sentences: in the taxi we were listening to the radio, and one of us said "still better music then in Space". I think it describes the situation perfectly.

Day 3)
Dear Diary, let's go to Ibiza old town! 
Dear Andi, are you sure? It is about 50 degrees out there, and you are second day hangover...
Dear Diary, yes, I am sure.
Diary was right. It was the walk of death under the blazing sun, killer heat, tiredness and hangover. But we did it, so now I know how the real Ibiza town looks like. The place, where the normal people live. It is very cute with narrow white streets, hills and flowers. It was charming.
And I survived. Thank god.
In the night we went to Bora Bora!!!
Bora Bora is the world-wide famous beach club where the party goes on all day long, round the clock! My gosh, we had so much fun!! First of all, it was the season opening party, called "I do Ibiza", and there was a live singer dude, who would come out in the crowd, and sing and dance right next to me!
Ever since we often feel the urge with the girls to burst out in "Borraborraa, I do Ibizaaa" whenever we feel appropriate, or inappropriate... :)
Also, "Everything is possible, you know!" Do you hear me girls?? :D
Best party ever! But that was before I knew David Guetta F** me, I'm famous...

Day 4)
Pacha Party Boat!!!
We sailed on the fabulous official party boat of Pacha to the even more fabulous island of Formentera, and spent a fabulous day at the unbelievably turquoise sea.
No words to describe, so I won't even try.


When we got back to Ibiza, we had to mentally and physicall prepare ourselves for the party of parties. David Guetta, F** me, I'm famous, in Pacha. 
The preparation went very well, we got drunk, wrote some songs, sang them to the taxi driver, to the people on the streets, recorded them, danced all the way, talked about some serious future business plans, forgot them, fought about little things, and made up. Just an average evening.

The concert was packed. And when I say packed, I mean it. We pushed ourselves to the first row, and had to fight for each breath after that. But it was totally worth all the efforts! The party was epic, David was epic, the back dancer indian half-naked girls were epic, the music was epic, the decor was epic. It was pure epicness.

The only thing that was not epic at all was that bunch of spotty teenagers that arrived late to the party, tried to steal my place, put their phones on selfie sticks to block my view on David, and never moved a bit to dance. I don't know why they came, but they were damn serious about themselves and looked at me with hateful arrogance, every time I accidentally touched them while I tried to dance. How did their mommy let them come here? Anyway. Too bad for them.
(Furthermore, I will be so kind with myself that I will not elaborate on the part when in the end I freaked out because of the crowd and decided to walk home alone, crying, screwing the rest of the night for everyone else, too. I am sorry guys, for that again!!) 

In total, the party was totally epic!!     

 

Day 5)
Dear Diary, this is our last day in Ibiza and I have to bear the mother of all hangovers!! Uhh!
We took a long walk to the old town again with Tim, then went to the beach, and finished the day in Bora Bora.
It was a beautiful and maxed out day, a proper way to say goodbye to this amazing, dreamlike place, this magical island, called Ibiza.
I still cannot believe I was there! :)

Ups and downs - or rather a crazy rollercoaster

Do you remember the contest of scriptwriting where I got selected into the second round? Well, the results came out on Monday. My story didn't make it to the finalists.

Horrible news.
A stab in the heart.

No words to express.
I am devastated. Or at least I was for a while. Now I feel better alraedy. I know it was really naive from me to expect that I will succeed alraedy the first time I try, but still. It hurts a lot. I wanted it so bad, and I put so much effort in it. Failure is really hard to handle, especially since I quit my job to do this.

I mean not this exact project alone, but the whole film making dream.

And this was the thought that helped to get me through the depths of disappointment I sunk into when I got the news. The thought that it was only one little project, only the very first thing I tried, and I know that there are still milions of projects ahead of me that I will actually succeed.

And of course the fact that I am sitting in this bar in Ibiza right now, while writing this post, helped me a lot to feel better too. :)

Ups and downs. This was obviously a harsh "down", but I will continue to work very hard, and create myself new opportunities, and will not stop until I will eventually win!

Now I will go to have a cocktail and dance on the beach at the bora bora club to have some more inspiration. :)

And before you start to wonder and judge me what the hell am I doing in Ibiza when I just became unemployed, I will tell you the whole Ibiza story in my next post. Cheers!

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! :)