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i know like.. no one ever reads my livejournal. but i'm going to keep typing anyway. it's fun.
so. i went to see Ford a second time
they decided they don't want me. but that isn't the end for little ole me, nonono.. i'll go back after a couple of weeks and keep badgering them. and in the meantime i have a meeting with Elite and with CESD - a really good comercial agency. never thought i would want to be a commercial model, but hey. if you're going to pay me 40 grand to work for two days on an old navy commercial, so be it. i want to be an actor anyway.
fuck runway, I'm hungry!
haha, no i'd still love to do runway. but i want to do something so i'm not going to set my goals too high. step by step.
ps, had an MRI yesterday. it sucked big time. one of the scariest experiences EVER.
me: ahhh i'm scared of small spaces!
doctor: you'll be ok...but i don't know if they told you or not: we're going to have to give you an injection halfway through
me: mrrr... how long is this going to take?
doctor: about 30 minutes
me: !!!!!!! < as they're strapping me in > *tears*
doctor: my name is Vinny. I'll be right here, you'll be fine.. now don't move at all - and do not open you're eyes!
when i finally got out i just balled and balled. i was a huge baby about it, and absolutly terrified while i was in that fucking tube. i didn't know what i was getting myself into when they told me i needed an MRI! i didn't know it made all those noises, either. i DEFFENTLY didn't know it took 30 FUCKING MINUTES. it sucked.
and that was only a part of One of the Top Ten Suckiest Days Ever.
but it's over now, and i'm learning to be a more positive person.
the end.
so. i went to see Ford a second time
they decided they don't want me. but that isn't the end for little ole me, nonono.. i'll go back after a couple of weeks and keep badgering them. and in the meantime i have a meeting with Elite and with CESD - a really good comercial agency. never thought i would want to be a commercial model, but hey. if you're going to pay me 40 grand to work for two days on an old navy commercial, so be it. i want to be an actor anyway.
fuck runway, I'm hungry!
haha, no i'd still love to do runway. but i want to do something so i'm not going to set my goals too high. step by step.
ps, had an MRI yesterday. it sucked big time. one of the scariest experiences EVER.
me: ahhh i'm scared of small spaces!
doctor: you'll be ok...but i don't know if they told you or not: we're going to have to give you an injection halfway through
me: mrrr... how long is this going to take?
doctor: about 30 minutes
me: !!!!!!! < as they're strapping me in > *tears*
doctor: my name is Vinny. I'll be right here, you'll be fine.. now don't move at all - and do not open you're eyes!
when i finally got out i just balled and balled. i was a huge baby about it, and absolutly terrified while i was in that fucking tube. i didn't know what i was getting myself into when they told me i needed an MRI! i didn't know it made all those noises, either. i DEFFENTLY didn't know it took 30 FUCKING MINUTES. it sucked.
and that was only a part of One of the Top Ten Suckiest Days Ever.
but it's over now, and i'm learning to be a more positive person.
the end.