Millionaire, grandmother, job, and life plan
So.........Guess What???? I'm Still Alive and Writing. Is anyone still listening?
Well. After the photoshoot, I had to go to my friend's to get the pics because I had them sent to her house. So, they're pretty much weird. I have really red lipstick on and I think it makes me look like a clown. Other than that, they came out pretty nicely. A few are even headshot material. Now I just have to find someone else willing to take a full body shot for free...and I'm ready to go.
Millionaire sucks. Well, actually, I suck. Hardcore. So, you know how I dropped out of school and all that fun stuff? Well, if I went on Millionaire, I would have said on TV that I went to college. Apparently, Millionaire is prejudiced against liars. This lady called me and said that she would have really liked to put me in the contestant pool....but basically she found out I didn't go to college...so life sucks like that.
My mother's in India. She's been gone for a liitle more than a week and will be back on this friday. My paternal grandma's really ill. She has a huge tumor in her skull that's pressing down on her brain. Her breast cancer went into her bones and traveled from her lungs into her skull. She feels weak on her right side, she can't talk properly, and she can't sign documents. Everyone is getting ulcers over deciding what would be best for her. Surgery or not? In India or in the U.S.? Can she travel for 24 straight hours in the air and live? I don't have any answers.
Some good news: I finally got a job. I'll be serving tables at a place called Johnny Rockets. I'd never heard of the place, but I should manage around $15-20/hr if I do my job right. That's not half bad. I interviewed today and half way through the guy was like, okay...I'd just like to offer you the position. How would you like to work for us? I don't know how proud of myself I'm supposed to be for getting hired by a small restaurant, but I was proud nontheless.
Okay. So here's the plan. It's really crazy and stupid and what not, but it's what I'm going to do. I would appreciate any comments, although constructive criticism is always preferred.
So this April, I'm supposed to take my MCATs. That's something that I can't fake. There won't be a letter that comes home to my parents, so the gig is up right then and there. That means, I have until April to get some money together and prepare for the worst.
I'm thinking of moving to L.A. If I scrounge up enough money, I should be able to rent my own apartment, find a job, and figure out what I want to do. I'd like to get into a commerical modeling agency too. You know, the one that takes all the normal people and doesn't have any height requirements. Because I'm short. Hella short. (like only 5' short).
So I'll move to L.A. and start life over. Well, as best as I can.
I know how to get there already. Amtrac. It passes thru Tuscon, so I just need to find a ride up there and I'm good.
Maybe I'll even put myself through an acting school. That would be miraculous...but it doesn't hurt..too much..to dream, does it?
That's why I wanted a head and body shot. They're my business card into the acting and modeling world.
Eh, we'll see where life takes me.
Maybe I'll just end up traveling the world instead.
Oh. And I just realized Harry Potter is over. Like...OVER. No more books. Just stupid movies. It's truly the END.