Friday, March 02, 2007
such a long hiatus but anyways
i'm back!!
busy working and making $$ lately.
tiring but satisfying.
today was such an interesting day,
hence my decision to blog even though
the time i spend blogging could be
the time used to catch up on my beauty sleep
;)
remember i told you all about the guy
approaching me for the starhub ad?
they asked me to get back to them.
but i was too lazy.
well, they called me back and
arranged for an interview.
i was reluctant to go,
then decided i'll go and drag my mum
along for safety reasons.
i thought i wouldn't be able to make it,
that the interview would last 3 mins
and end with empty promises to call me
back soon.
but.
it lasted for 1 and a half hours.
so.
they think that my selling point
is that i'm chinese but i don't look chinese.
they think i look.
jap.
my gosh.
nooooooooooo.
not everyone with curly hair
and slightly bigger eyes is jap.
def. not my ideal image.
the deal is:
if i sign up, they'll send me to auditions
straight away..
for print ads..
and maybe tv commercials.
and whether i make it or not will be
then up to myself.
i'm free to reject auditions.
BUT.
but.i have to sign on with them.
and get my own portfolio.
which is: $380.
no ++, just $380.
and $8-$15 for a com card..
which is like a licence to model.
what do you guys think?
i don't know what i should do!!
help!
yes/no?
btw just one assignment will be able
to cover the cost of the portfolio.
one 40 min photoshoot=$400+++.
0.0
my mum says its up to me.
interestingly, the agency was interested
in my MUM too.
cos the demand for middle aged women
is high, to, you know,
create that happy family image in ads.
no surprise there though.
my mum's features are great.
and her nose.
HER NOSE.
is perfect.
(which i, unfortunately, did not inherit =[ )
yup.
anyways on to work.
you know the old saying:
if you don't mention it it will not come to pass.
but if you do, it'll happen.
i was talking on the phone with my friend
when she asked me if guys have ever
like approached me for my no. , stuff like that.
i said: no, they usually just pretend to look
at my stall. which is totally dim-witted
because i only sell stuff for girls.
after i put down,
a guy came up to me asking for donations.
silver ribbon project.
although i had given just 2 days ago,
i gave again due to his persuading.
then.
he stuck out his handphone.
i was like: huh?
a donation of $4=free hp?
not bad!!
turns out he wanted my no.
-__-
but he was quite cute,
so i gave him my no.
lol.
but i told him that i wouldn't
reply to his messages.
so..the 2nd person that i gave my no to.
the 1st was out of sympathy,
and became a total disaster.
lemme relate it shortly:
i was being santarina, remember?
he was too shy so his friend was the one
who asked me.
yup.
he sent me msges occasionally.
you know, the kind where you forward
to everyone on this planet.
then one day, i think i accidentally deleted
his no. from my phone.
so i asked who he was.
and he acted real hurt that i forgot.
OH PLEASE.
get a life.
***
so anyway.
i got approached by another guy a second time.
he said: Hi. You are?
and i told him my name.
cos he was looking around my stall
so i thought he had something to ask
me and wanted to know how to address me.
and he gestured behind:
This is my brother Frank.
i spotted a mortified guy trying to
look as though he was really absorbed in his phone.
but really , all he probably wanted to do
was dig a hole in the ground and jump in.
Gosh.
and that stupid "introducer",
lets call him Dick,
was looking totally pleased with his
matchmaking efforts.
in fact he look as smug as one would at having
eradicated world-wide poverty.
i was super pissed.
ok to set the record straight,
they're both old.and fugly.
i mean not so pleasant looking.
(be polite, clara!)
just because Dick is slightly better
looking than his brother Frank
doesn't mean that he should take frank's
dying love life into his own grubby hands.
he prob thinks that his "good looks"
could get girls' attention more than frank's
so he is the one doing this rubbish.
i had on the politest get-out-of-my-face
look on my face.
and said:What.
Are you doing?
and dick hurriedly put on a fake smile
and made a "cool" gesture towards frank.
and said: you know, make friends?
i spun around and went back to my seat.
leaving him standing there looking like
the true loser he is.
ridiculous.
yup.
hope it was funny.
(it was to me, but maybe not so to Dicky dick)
later on again.
(no boys this time)
i met this lady.
the moment she found out that i was
friendly (i am to customers ok..)
she started talking.
and i mean talking.
she showed me her new phone, her extensive
photo album, and how to access the internet with it.
i was horrifed.
but continued smiling.
then she went on to tell me about her niece's job.
and then--she went on to her own working history,
all 30 + years of it.
and gave me this advice:
Be a generalist when you're young, then specialise
when you're old.
not bad advice.
then she talked about her current job of 7 years.
which is examining people's blood cells
and then giving them advice.
then she tried it out on me.
i'm an A+.
apparently, my blood is thick.
and prone to:
1)heart probs
2)stoke
3)cancer.
WOW, thanks!!
i really needed to know that -____-
and i have to take
1)multi vitamins
2)omega 3
3)enzymes.
then she went on to a lengthy explanation
of how cancer is formed,
how our brain transfers messages,
and how omega 3 is beneficial.
my god.
i nearly died.
it was like a bio class.
then she went on to teach me how to
do sales.
and she told me that she had done $1 million
of sales.
at first i was like whoa....
and finally.
final-freaking-ly.
she left.
then a sudden thought came to my head.
1 million.
is like selling 16 $60 000 cars.
which every car salesman is sure to have done.
and how about selling houses?
chey.
ok...
long post huh.
gonna sleep now.
working tomorrow!
clara.
11:02 PM
