Fanart, Fanfiction and Fangirling

Just read on Bela's Twitter:

Gesuch: Schwarzer Pudel für Fotoshooting im Raum Hamburg gesucht! Antwort bitte an: fanpost@bela-b.de.

Kitsch-O-Meter level: About to explode. XD

My first day at the language school was all right, I'm in a class with 9 other people in the morning: 2 from French-speaking Switzerland, 1 French, 3 Americans (the 2 guys from Oregon have such a strong accent, I can barely understand what they say), a guy from Spain, 1 from England and 1 from New Zeland; while in the afternoon it's just me, the guy from France and a guy from Japan - who also has such a thick accent.

Then I went to my friends to pick up my coat and combat boots and stayed for dinner: I ate Sauereier and survived. XD We also watched a part of "Zeitgeist" (you can find teh English version with Italian subtitles here: http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=74FB6812A07FFF81&search_query=zeitgeist) and I'm definitely going to see the rest as soon as I have a bit of time. I am DISGUSTED with our society.

Talking about being disgusted with our society, Saturday I'm probably going to take part in a demonstration in front of the Italian embassy in Berlin to protest against Berlusconi's power over the Italian media and will try to take pictures.

And now... sleep.

I created a Berlin blog here: http://ausberlin.wordpress.com

It's in Italian and mainly to let my friends know what's going on here, but if you can understand Italian you're welcome to read it as well. Or you can just look at the pictures. ;)

All right, now I'm starting to feel a bit nervous about the whole moving to Berlin deal... >_<

To those who are still waiting for answers for the meme I posted the other day: I'm sorry, it'll probably take a couple of days.

I think it may be time for a proper update. First things first: I'm officially moving to Berlin on the 23rd of September! :D I booked my flight and enrolled for the Business German course, I'm going to start on the 28th. Sharing a flat with other students would've been more fun probably, but I'm not complaining: my room is luminous, quite big and only 5 minutes away from the U-Bahn station and the Volkspark Hesenheide, and the woman renting it is very nice (she even bought me an ice cream to "celebrate". :3) The only negative thing is that the flat is on the 5th floor. D: If I don't lose weight there, I never will!

I had a lot of fun while I was in Berlin WG-hunting last week: I watched "Maria, ihm schmeckt's nicht" (and was quite surprised to find out the cinema at Potsdamer Platz is actually cheaper than cinemas in Milan); I went to a couchsurfing barbecue with killer_ameise, where I was asked if I was given Gucci at birth, since I'm from Milan (WTF XD); I saw a beautiful rainbow; I visited my friends (and left a heavy coat and my combat boots at their place) and walked around till my feet were sore.

Tomorrow is going to be my last day at work. Ironically, the only thing I've been doing lately was translating technical stuff from English into German; I translated a whole SAP user manual! Hopefully I didn't make too many mistakes.

And tomorrow night there's another Deluded by Lesbians gig, we're organising a trip to see them, since it's in a city about an hour away from here. What will they do without their official photographer?! Mmh, I may try to organise a gig in Berlin for them... :P

All right, I booked my flight: I'll be in Berlin from the 25th to the 30th of August. I'm going to see at least 4 WGs while I'm there, hopefully one of them will be the one where I'll be spending 4 months (or more) next autumn/winter. *fingers tightly crossed*

PS I have a, thankfully very mild, case of food poisoning and my belly and lower back are full of little red spots! D: I have no idea what may have caused it, the only possible "culprits" could be aubergines or tomatoes (man, I ate so many tomatoes yesterday, but they were so good!) The doctor said it's nothing serious, I feel well and the spots don't itch or anything, I only noticed looking at myself in the mirror, but he gave me some antihistaminics just in case.

I hope I'm not developing an allergy to tomatoes, because a life without tomatoes wouldn't be worth living. D:

PS 2: Why is my internet connection so slow today?!

Resignation letter is printed, I'm going to hand it in this evening, wish me good luck.

My friends found a small flat (an attic, actually) where I could stay that's 5 minutes away from where they live (Wilmersdorf), but the owner wants to know the exact dates of when I'm arriving and leaving within this week, because there are other people interested, but I don't know yet. I'm looking at wg-gesucht.de as well and found a few announcements for WGs close to the language school in Prenzlauer Berg.

And, if my muse doesn't go on strike, I may even finish that Richy/Igor fic I started last week. :)

PS I had a dream about Doctor Who last night. And there was some snogging involved. WTF? I've never watched a single episode of Doctor Who, I don't even know what the series is about! I only know that David Tennant's in it because I've seen it on my flist!

Not that I'm complaining, there are worse people to snog in dreamland... :P

Looking at pictures from last night on the DÄOF forum makes me so envious. ;__;

*don'tbegreedydon'tbegreedydon'tbegreedy*

*sigh*

Today I sent a story to the Arthouse Tacheles in Berlin! They're organising an event with Italian artists and are looking for artists, musicians and writers. They're never gonna choose me, but I decided to give it a try anyway and sent a story I wrote a long time ago, but that was completely rewritten for the occasion. Keep your fingers crossed for me! >_<

And now: rant time! A few weeks ago I wrote about a super secret graphic commission I got. Well, since it's over I guess I can talk openly about it now. I'm collaborating with the Democratic Party for the local elections and they asked me to draw their logo. I accepted and asked them if they had already something in mind, like certain colours, certain symbols etc. They said I could do whatever I wanted. After a quick brainstorming with one of the guys who are in charge, we decided to do something using either white, green and red (the Italian flag colours and the colours of the national Democratic Party logo) or something with blue and green, our town's colours. I did a quick sketch when I got home that night. The next day, the guy calls me and says "Say, can you finish the logo tonight? We want to send it to the local newspaper." I panicked a little and told him I had only done a rough version of the white/green/red one, if he gave me more time I could do a few different versions so they could choose the one they liked best. He said not to worry and to just send him what I had. The next morning I get an email from another of the guys saying not to use white/green/red, but blue, green and orange instead. Orange? Whatever, that's your logo, not mine. I come up with a couple of versions at work (luckily there wasn't much to do that day) and send them over. He's not really convinced. I work on them some more at home and send him the new versions. He says maybe they'll wait and send the logo to the newspaper the following week, so I'll have more time to work on it.

And that was it. I asked him about it the next time I met him and he said they still hadn't made up their mind. Then a few days ago they sent me another email asking me if I could fix another logo, changing the name of the candidate and turning "President" into "Mayor". I did and sent him the finished pic. After a couple of days I wrote to him asking if the second logo was all right and if they had news about the first logo. He replied the second one was great. As for the first one, they decided to have it done by a professional graphic designer.

Now, the first thing I'd told them when they asked me to draw their logo was "Are you sure? I'm not a pro." They were sure. I also told them that if they didn't like it they just had to tell me, it wouldn't be a problem, I wouldn't get offended. But now I'm quite annoyed. I mean, you want to go and get a pro? Fine, just tell me. What if I had wasted nights working on it? I'm doing you a favour here.

Whatever. I'm going to the theatre tonight, that will definitely improve my mood.

Got back from Berlin last night. Not coherent enought to post a real report. I'll just say this: at the Autogrammestunde after the reading (I'll write more about it because it was so CRAZY it deserves a proper description) there were Wayne and Lula as well. I said hello to Wayne, who looked quite surprised to see me there, then proceeded to kiss me on the cheek twice and told Bela: "She's the cartoon girl!" And Bela replied with three simple words, which have become my favourite English words of all time:

"Yes, I know."

I don't even know how I was able keep my cool and turn back to Wayne to tell him: "He knows," as if that was the most normal thing in the world, while inside I was screaming "OMFG he still remembers me!?!?!?"

So, that's it for now. More when I don't have so much adrenaline flowing through my system. I swear my hands are still trembling.

The fact that this morning I finally had a job interview at the music promotion agency where I've wanted to work for years isn't helping me keeping calm either...

Guess who I'm going to see on the 15th of March in Berlin?

Answer:



I'll consider the trip an early birthday present. Finally something to look forward to! Beeelaaaaa!!! >_<

Oh boy, it's so satisfying when someone asks information about Berlin and I'm able to help them, I like being useful. All right, and I like showing off my wicked knowledge of the city too, so what? :P

I'm currently working on Italian Contest Story #2 AND on chapter 5 of "To friendship". Richy has finally opened his eyes, yes! Well, Igor pretty much forced them open. Here, have a sneak preview.

***

He lifted a hand and carefully caressed Richard’s cheek. The blonde closed his eyes and took a shaky breath. "Igor..."

"I really want to kiss you."

Richard was still not looking at him. "I don't know if we should."

"Forget what we 'should' do."

Igor leaned in, closing the small gap separating them and felt his friend gasp against his mouth. 'Not too fast,' he thought. He didn’t want Richard to freak out and run away again. But Richard wasn’t pulling away, wasn’t stopping him. And then he felt a hand resting tentatively against his waist, his friend’s lips parting slightly, and that was all the encouragement he needed.

***

Mmh, I like being productive, yesh.