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Don�t Call Us We�ll Call You I think the audition went well. I�m not saying that I think I got it � just that it went well. At least I didn�t trip over anything or fart. Nervous farting afflicts my family. Geez, Dad must be nervous all the time. I only did one take � should I have done another? The director said the first one was fine (or she may have said good I can�t really remember) which I can take in both a positive and negative way. Fine as in � Oh my god that was so bad let�s not subject ourselves to it again. Or fine as in � good job. Now it�s the waiting game I suppose. Thanks to all those who wished me good luck in my gbook. I appreciate that. I treated myself to Oporto at St Leonards station after the audition because I think I deserved it. It wasn�t until then that I realised all I�d eaten yesterday was a banana wrapped in cheese and a packet of Twisties. Do you remember Fernando from the Singapore office that I thought was cute and out of desperation thought he was flirting with me? Well he was in our office again today. The receptionist warned me yesterday that he�d be here so I dressed subtlely � white shirt and black pants with red shoes. I�m wearing a black bra with the white shirt so I think that adds a hint of sexiness. Plus I�m wearing a beaded choker which someone just called it a pick-up collar. Hehehe. I wish. He actually walked up to my desk to talk to me. Out of his way to come to talk to me. Shucks. We talked about my computer and how I no longer had a printer and just stuff in general (if you knew the history then you�d understand that). When he left I actually giggled. Me of the non giggling over people that are within hearing range or vaguely accessible to me. He turned me into a pink sock wearing giggler and he�s just a bloke that works in the company. Imagine if I actually met Orlando Bloom. I�d probably go into a coma. Have a great weekend Tyd 7 March 2003 - 4:33 pm |
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