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I totally could have been cast in Shindler’s List because I love making lists. That’s how Liam Neeson got the job. Don’t believe me? Click here.
I survived the first week of school, which wasn’t much because I only had one day of classes. This semester will be a full one, but ya know what else is new. Besides a full semester of credits I’m running our news team’s website, interning at a magazine that’s launching in Chicago this summer (Hopefully I’m on a trial run for now), and trying to intern as a PA for this lady’s talk show. Oh yea, and get a job other than my acting class.
I need to stop talking to people who stop me on the street. I don’t care to join your bible study and I don’t have money to donate to starving children. I’m sorry, once I’m rich I’ll give back. No need to make me feel bad, I can barely afford to feed and house myself, let alone someone else across the world.
My professor’s have informed my classmates and I that we all will become alcoholics and drug users and never get married, because that’s just what happens to journalists. At least I’ll have a good excuse.
I’m spending my Saturday evening looking for jobs and applying for summer internships because I have no money and roommates. I’m looking on the West Coast, because Oregon sounds pretty snazzy and I want, er need, to escape the Midwest. I just applied for NBC’s East Coast Page Program, because a girl can dream right? I just want to be Kenneth, that’s all.