May 04, 11:00 am
I’ve been so busy with Casting Call stuff lately that the days of the week are just jumbled up in my head. Just 15 minutes ago, I started to settle down and relax a little and thought, “Holy crap, I think I have some free time to chill for once.” I was about to curl up in my warm bed when BAM, I realized my weekly blog was due. Damn you BLOG!!!
Hmmm, what to write about? Maybe, I should just pretend this blog is my journal entry and write whatever is on my mind. Journal entries are always interesting, right? Or is that only when you’re not supposed to read them? I guess we’re about to find out.
Dear Journal,
Last week I went to my first therapy session. I was feeling good about opening up to someone and getting everything out, but as soon as it was over I realized I just paid $150.00 for someone to listen to me and not give me any answers. Did I just pay someone to be my friend? Weird. The therapist recommended I come once a week. That’s $7,200.00 a year I would have to pay, and no guarantee that it would improve my life in way. I’m not positive but it seems I could probably use $7,200.00 for instant gratification, like a vacation to Australia, or a kick ass shopping spree. Seems like happy times to me.
I turned 28 this week. In previous years I would perform door slides in my bathroom all day long, while screaming at God that life isn’t fair. This year, I just don’t care. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the gaming industry I probably wouldn’t have even notice myself getting old. When I was 22 years old (First year I became a Frag Doll) some kid at a gaming event told me I was like the oldest friend he had. I was like, “WTH? I’ve only been the legal drinking age for a year, how am I old?” But, when you are competing and promoting to such a young demographic, being in your low 20’s instantly puts you in the “old” category. The gaming industry reminds me of the classic quote from “Dazed and Confused”:
We are hiring two new Frag Dolls… as much fun as it is to have all these new girls in our community, it is stressing me the heck out! How do you pick two girls out of 100 applicants? And now that we have narrowed it down to 18, it’s only going to get harder. I count the days until this is all over. It’s funny, because every time we have a Casting Call we always say, “Never again!” Yeah right, lol. On a happier note, I really am excited about having a competitive girl on our team. It’s been 7 or 8 month since we have competed. This hiatus is killing me. I’m looking forward to our new girls inspiring us to get out there and start competing again. I’m also looking forward to playing the big sister role. Maybe it’s just my cheerleading past, but I love helping new girls out. Just like any new job, the first week can be really scary and intimidating. I want them to know they can lean on me for any questions that they have. I can’t wait!
546 words! I did it…I finished my blog! I bet you didn’t know it’s preferred that we write 400 words or more in our blogs? Just a little inside information for ya before I sign off.
I hope you enjoyed my first public journal entry. See you on the forums! BAI~
PS. I’m perfectly aware that my blog title makes no sense. I’m quoting Calyber- Once she was playing Assassins Creed and Altair fall off a building, she got frustrated and said, “Oh Altair, grow up!”
I miss Calyber’s randomness.
