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Wednesday, November 30, 2011
 
It's been a year since my last post. In that year I've laughed a lot, I've cried a lot (especially in the last few weeks) and I've learnt a lot. I've also wanted to kill a lot of people.

I feel I'm slowly starting to come to the realisation that if I want to get anywhere in this industry I'll need to do a few things:

A. Get braces to sort out my teeth
B. Lose 10kg
C. Get fake boobs
D. Sleep with someone
E. Sleeo with a few people to up my chances and get my name out
F. All of the fucking above

It's so fucking frustrating.

'It was great to meet you on Monday, and I was really impressed with your audition! I felt you were great at conveying the more 'realist' performance that I am looking for in this project, but unfortunately felt there were other people better suited for the roles I was looking to fill. Nevertheless I would like to offer that you join us through the rehearsal stage to help develop the project, and also act as stand in for the possibility of dropouts. '

What the fuck does that even mean??!!!!!! Basically I'm the stand by girl. I'm sick of being told I'm so amazing and people are so impressed with my audition and I'm perfect forthe part then not actually getting the part. There's no point being perfect for it if I ain't getting it is there? It's fucking doing my head in.

Is it my face? Do I have BO? Am I just not likeable??!!?? WTF??

I love what I do. I love my work. There's nothing else in the world I want to do. But I hate the industry so much.

 

 
   
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