April 11, 2002 - 5:49 p.m.
it is official: i have sold my soul back to the modeling world.
if this was the old me writing, you'd better believe i would keep it secret. the old me was embarrassed if anyone found out. i always had a housemate or two who were willing to embarrass me in public, especially whenever an offending magazine was hanging around.
now, though, i really don't care. and i don't know why. i suppose that i dress like such a slob most days that i can't get possibly get conceited about it. i know what it's really like, and it's not very glamorous. and it's not like i'm telling people on the street, right? i'm telling you, my top secret, ultra-private diary, which means that if you're reading this, you probably know about my shady past anyway. so there.
i've got two casting calls tomorrow, which should be interesting. i feel way too old to be doing this, but i guess that's life. i can start dressing like a hoochie again. what's the alternative - working with evil boss bevan all day? i'll take modeling, thank you very much. wish me luck, because i really need money. simon and i have to move out of this place. aiy-eeeeeeee!!!!
p.s. i did a google search not long ago for for evil boss bevan and found this juicy tidbit:
Perth company promoter Adam Rankine-Wilson and corporate adviser Ian McLiver brought the remnants of Media Asia Pacific out of administration in February this year after a chequered history under a group of unrelated former directors.
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