1fucking blog has delayed this post for some reason... ah well i'll let it do its thing, and I'll stop posting dates and times.


Only the two casting today. Real pain in the ass, I wake up, head over there for 10:00am, finally get there, wait in line for 40min, to the be told there looking for someone who is 25-30 years old. Kinda lame. Aw well, always to give it a go, you never know.

The second casting was at the agency... It was for some sunglass's, I dunno, they did the whole "Amazing, I'll see you soon"... Yea... Right... Why do they say it? It makes no sense just seems as if they want to get everyones hopes up.

Then I got to see the funniest thing ever, Italian people fighting. A couple of the bookers were having an argument with, what I can only assume to be, an accountant. Anyway the funny part is, it sounded like a normal conversation (speaking loud and fast), the only way I knew it was an argument, was because of the hand gestures. Italian people always wave there hands when they talk, no matter what, even if there eating, they will violently pull the food away from the mouth just to make a point, then just as violently slam it back, even driving they will wave both hands in the air and swing them around... Even if they are cornering... there must be lots of deaths due to gesticulating wildly. But when they argue, it gets about 7.3 times worse (why can't I put 7.3? saying 10 times is just as much of a guess). Arms get swung, shi... stuff on the desk gets slammed down, hands get punched, heads get smacked (yup I watched one of them hit there own head). It was very funny, so funny I couldn't look at anyone else because all the other models were trying just as hard not to laugh). All in all a very funny trip to the agency.

I was going to walk home (through downtown, about 10km) but I didn't because it started raining. So I came home and made a dinner which was made of a salad and some chicken, pretty good and cheap too.

Random Thought's:

So Maxime just landed the Prada exclusive (meaning he can only work for Prada, and will do all of there shows. Thats like 16k), and the Argentinian guy from downstairs just left to go for a meeting with Dolce $ Gabanna (I don't know how to spell it, gimmie a break...). Seems like the day before these guys make it big, they are in my room watching me cook...So it looks like if you are in the room while I am cooking food, you will land an awesome job. So does this mean I'll make the big bucks? or go home with a debt? blah.

I found out later that everyone else is going home at the end of June... So I'm confused as to why I'm here for an extra month, if I don't have a job... I might sneak away and travel around Italy... Just as long as none of agents find out...

Denis just got in trouble for being disrespectful to the bookers about the lack of castings. I hope me asking them for more bookings every time I talk to them isn't taken the wrong way. He said before he went over there (they called him in) that if they got mad at him he would be like "fuck you, you aren't getting me any castings, I want a new agency.". He ended up in saying sorry over and over again. I really like the dynamic between the bookers and the models, they get us jobs then WE make them the money, so aren't we the boss's? But in the end it doesn't really matter, as long as you don't give them a reason to get pissed off, there shouldn't be any problems.

So the Metro here is like low budget TTC... The funny part is it works, and is always on time. TTC sucks.